We all have fantasies about our T's, but I'm finding myself having weirder ones lately.

On my walk outside the office this morning I just think about how wonderful it feels to be outside, look at all the snails from the rain, and wonder if my T notices this too. I wonder if he's half asleep taking out his trash bins in the mornings, or even what kind of clothes he's wearing while he does this. It can't always be those fancy suits, right? Haha.

I wonder if he gets angry sitting in traffic or when someone cuts him off. I wonder what his first heartbreak was like...if he cried for weeks or just got over it and did something productive with his grief; if he's had any at all.

I dunno...just stuff like that.