And we did meet...

...a week ago. After I released him in the airport I went home relieved that he's gone, as it usually happens to me, though I realised that two days with him cost me actually very little emotional energy compared to the amounts I waste on other people. By the end of this week I feel - no, not falling - rushing in love. One of the factors is his text that he wanted to kiss me at the airport, but simply chickened out. The other factor is my PMS that's kept me horny as fuck in the last five days. It is a torture, literally - I masturbate and my head clears for like five minutes, afterwards I go to the same state of feeling aroused and imagining what I would do to the poor viking when I get hold of him. The soonest possible meeting is on the 27th October, I've already bought the tickets and now I just have to survive that long without fucking things up. Which is a struggle, cause Personality Anna gets into frequent fights with Female Anna and Collective Memory. I know Personality Anna is right in most cases, so I let her win. Ah, what a time to be alive.