He Came For Coffee

Passing through on his way home from the River yesterday, Rover called and asked if I wanted to buy him a cup of coffee.

He ended up hanging my gates, installing their hardware, helping me rip out my newly installed channel drain and, finally, sledge-hammering up all the concrete under the drain. Then we went to Yardbirds, bought some lumber, and he set up a new system into which we will pour concrete in the future.

We talked about religion and about the future....

He mentioned various things he wants to do with me in the future. I told him it was difficult for me to talk about the future with him because I don't feel like we're going to have one. He assured me that we will.

I remain reluctant to pin hope on a future.

It got late and we ordered a pizza and sat eating it foot to foot on my long couch. We hugged and snuggled and he was generally very good and did not grope me. I asked him to stay. He did.

Here I am again.