
Well, I'm damned sure I've written that title before. But it's all feeling a bit too great if you know what I mean. I'm having such a lovely correspondence with the swimmer and having not heard from the bm for days and wondering what the hell is really going on - yes, I know I'm doing it again and reading too much into things I think. He said he couldn't make it, and he's sorry - but I'm thinking, oh god, it's all over and he's going to marry her and move in together. Honestly. Barmy isn't it? At least I've got the sense to know it's barmy.
But I'm getting on so well with the swimmer - it's so strange and kind of wonderful. We started out as buddies - and we've just got so close. He's got a great sense of humour and I just think he could be wonderful. We talk a lot about books and pretty deep subjects, and sex and other halves and everything really. Well, if you believe people come into your life for a reason, and we both do - well why are we here together? He's even mentioned the L-word - as in what it means to him, and in relation to where we are heading. Could be. Boy do we connect on a higher level - he also loves women and sex so how can I go wrong? This is all getting very complex isn't it?
On a lighter note, I heard from the golfer who is fine. Been working hard on the house - he is good at all that stuff. And I really think of him as a good friend who I sleep with - and he is spectacularly good in bed. I don't think it's ever been better, with anyone. And he's damned well hung - and that in itself is a marvellous thing you know - don't believe any of this crap about size doesn't matter - there's no comparison really xxxx