I feel like a man who was crawling through the desert expecting to find only doom but suddenly a beautiful oasis has appeared with a pool of water to drink from and floating in that pool is a beautiful flower. A beautiful bald flower in the shape of a very gorgeous vagina.

Baby, this journal is for me and I am going to try to refrain from even thinking about the possibility that you may be reading these posts but tonight I want to write to you directly.

I literally do feel like I have just drunk of some sustaining mana from heaven. You are so gorgeous and your body is amazing. You are goddamned sexy.

Anyway, please do not worry that I am going to relax because we had an intimate moment. I want a lot of intimate moments. I want them all. I like how we talked like a couple of people who are working on themselves. I know you think you talked the entire time but I really am interested in what you had to say. And I’m not bullshitting when I say that part of me is kind of excited at the prospect of ALANON. If it is what you describe, I will consider delving in deeper on my own. Anyway, I want to work on being a better person for myself AND I want a chance to be a better husband to you because I am totally, head over heels in love with you.

Oh, and I really want to fuck you.