D got home early today, and I am happy. I remind me of 24 season 4's Erin Driscoll's schizophrenic daughter, who utterly hates being without her mother's company.
D is starting to work from home a lot because it makes me happy to have him at home - even when he is on conference call the entire time. To a certain extent, he loves the free-flowing coffee and the quiet (I am with my hands-free listening to TV, movies, and anything on you-tube that interest me until D announces his working day is officially over - sometimes at 12am), I think.
Little wonder that I have always loved this story to death.
This is for my very dear friend, J (I got all your mails, by the way, and archive and re-read all of them) , who I have not written to in a long time, for the very same reason I don't write my own 22-year-old daughter, who I love with all my heart:
This is the best first dance I've seen, and really enjoy watching (started out ordinary, be patient and wait for the best parts to roll in):