Some ramblings

I can’t really describe the feeling that I have when having sex with Vince; it's hard to explain. It's better than what it was better than the sex we had before but it just feels different

I left his place early yesterday morning to get back to my place. My dad helped me remove some furniture and put in “new” furniture - it’s actually old furniture but new to me. It was my sister and her former husband’s furniture that they stored at my parents’. It took all of yesterday and a little bit this morning but we got it done. To thank my dad, I’d ordered 2 pizzas and some beer. He said that it wasn't necessary but appreciated the food. Trust me, I got the good kind; 2" thick crust, extra cheese and super greasy.

Now it's time to spend the next few days by myself aka not with Vince.