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Excerpts from the journal of J L Bass...

Sunday xx, xxxx
I watched the sunrise and was amazed at how beautiful it was. It's rays colored his skin wonderful reds and yellows escaping from the bruises of the pre-dawn light. Each eyelash, gracious and curving, was highlighted by the sun, hiding those beautiful blue eyes that I love. When he opened them they were filled with only peace and contentment as he pulled me back down with him. Curling around his body I closed my eyes again. Every sunrise should be this glorious.

Wednesday xx, xxxx
Josh and I got into a huge fight yesterday morning about my constant 'traveling'. He said he'd happily move in to my condo with me if I would see if I couldn't spend less time traveling, as he put it, "let those old fools do their own traveling." I took my anger out on Joey this afternoon yelling at him again about shipments, their timeliness and their arrival location. We'd already had this discussion but I was looking for a fight. I doubt that we'll be talking anytime soon.

Monday xx, xxxx
Love is such a small word for a feeling that fills you up so completely. Nothing outside the arms that hold me matters, nothing more than love.


Note added to last blank page...

A week after that last day,
I take it one day at a time, because love is so overwhelming that I don't know what to do with it. Yesterday I heard you call me from across the park. Beloved...

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