I told you about Padre Pio-- the Saint card that my friend and I traded back and forth in middle school because he was the créme de la créme of Saint cards. One of the reasons being that he had the power of bilocation, meaning he could be in two places at once. This is real, by the way.
I wish I could bilocate. I want to be there with you so much, but I also very much want to be here. Perhaps I'm just tired (and I am), but everything feels hard, my body feels fatigued, and my mind feels foggy. I can't think straight but I'm thinking a lot. It all feels like a dark grey shaggy blur. If only I could be there with you, in the vacuum of your house, where no one can see us or hear us or need us and we can just be there for a little while and everything can be ok and pleasant and cozy and relaxing.
But no, not right now. We will, but not right now.
There's so many things I want to do. And it's late now... but it's not that late. I'm still young... but I'm not that young. There's time, but there's never enough!
I'm going to go to sleep now. Good night my love, my light. I can't wait to be with you, wholly and completely.