i am feeling a little drunk with power....

have you ever written a story? if you have then you will know a sliver of how i am feeling right now. my novel is far too empowering for my own good i am starting to think. some of what i am writing has quickly become enveloped in my reality. it is a little creepy to say the least. 

i would like to explain the last chunk to you, but i don't know if i can so i will move on.

the musician is gone once more. a little more sad than the last time. i think that he is growing on me in a very flattering way.

sadie has been brightening my afternoons with a fun project. basically we drink a bottle of wine and be creative. there has been paintings, and poetry, and even a few clay models which do not look anything like well, anything. 

she introduced me to her cousin sasha. that girl is just as much fun as sadie. she came over last week during one of our creative afternoons and brought a lot to the table. i hope to see more of her soon.

i have started noticing something a little odd around my house. and i think i have bryce to thank for it. he has started leaving little chocolate kisses randomly everywhere. i have to admit it is very sweet. i am not sure if he is aware that the musician is in the picture. maybe he doesn't care. either way, i am getting my fill of sweets.

the rooms on the second level are finished. hurray! work has now begun in the kitchen. i just can't imagine a better person than bryce to be working on my house. he puts so much love and attention into every detail. my mother would be very happy....