I still remember how one always wishes to sit and eat/live with T like a normal person? Until she forgot her keys to the suite and we had to go to a little cafe and sit and eat together! I'm ordering a sandwich and soda and she only ordered tea (oops :-) and I'm fretting about who's going to pay (they only took cash for bills under $10 and it turned out that together we didn't have enough! So they finally had to take T's credit card) and I think as we were leaving or the next week (that felt really weird, going back to meeting in an office) T apologized to me for having not taken the lead (she let me find the place, I knew the little town better from always being early and driving around but neither of us lived near there). But the hardest part was wondering what to do if I had to cry. There I was in a public restaurant, trying desperately to stay away from any topics that might be too intense and yet still be honest/do therapy.

So watch what you fantasize about! LOL