I'm lonely. Incredibly lonely. I go to work every morning, I come home every night, I curl up with a good book by myself and I miss the feeling of arms around me. I want someone I can use and throw away. Does that make me horrible? I think it does. I'd be upfront about it. Just someone to have fun with, to hold me through the night, to sleep with. I'm not looking for anything serious. Of course I'm not. I'm moving back to New York in six months and that's a distance I'm not willing to jump. Plus there's this wonderful young man in DC who simply drives me wild. Things with him are still as up in the air as ever. We talk, he seems to like me, but who knows? I suppose we'll figure it out eventually.
I'm missing the continental US. But I've dug all my Harry Potter books out of storage and I'm looking forward to re-reading them. I'm thinking of getting a Harry Potter tattoo. I'm such a nerd. I like books. I like reading. I just don't want to read alone. I need someone to sit in the chair across from me while reading something thought provoking. I'm done with men who don't read. I can't be with them anymore.
-The Dormouse
