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A Long Way From Home

Monday, June 8th, 2009

So they’re in each other’s arms right now.  I did what any self respecting fool with a broken heart would do.

I ran.

Before he could tell me not to, before any empty explanations…  I know him.  I know her.  I know how he pulls her, because he pulls me the same way.  I did what I should have done when I first found out she loved him.  I should have ran then – before our indiscretion hurt her.  Before I could let theirs hurt me…

I talked to Beth’s friend Andrey before I left Volterra.  He is so in love with her.  We commiserated a bit.  We both talked about what happened, licked our wounds.   He has an incredible secret power; he can freeze things – including people.  I suspect he often does this to himself when he is hurting to shield himself from experiencing the pain for a while.  I watched him do it on the beach.  While watching him, he froze me in that state with him.

It was amazing.  It was like sleep – the sleep I have been longing for, for so long.  My mind and my heart were numb; for a while unfeeling.  Before completely freezing, I shielded us so we couldn’t be seen by anyone that happened upon such a strange sight: A huge frozen cocoon on a remote Italian beach.   I don’t know how long we stayed that way but the solace was welcome. Upon awakening, we discovered that in our slumber we had inherited each other’s powers.  An interesting development; one I will explore once I get my mind right again…

Andrey offered me the use of his house and I took it.  I told Renata that I was going away for an extended leave of absence.  I will visit Maggie (who is also currently without country) in Paris, and then maybe make my way to New York City where I will live for a while.  Yesterday, I left my home of the last 19 years to an unknown future.

This morning, I am in Ireland…

Friday, May 8th, 2009

I finally told him…  I told him how I feel.  It was almost unbearable to know that any day he could look at me and know the truth.  I feel so much better after telling him.

And now I am in Ireland.  Maggie had extended an invitation earlier in the week and I am so happy to have been able to come.  It wasn’t planned for me to tell him and run away; that’s just the way everything panned out.  Everything in my being wants to be with him right now… But I also know that it is just not possible.

I just wish that his heart would open up again; even if not for me…