r. comes back tomorrow, and mister goes back the following day. it's a weight taking care of him night and day, but when i think of the time after, when he's no longer here, i want to prolong this time. it feels right having him with me. i feel like he's my responsibility and more, my spirit companion, and it feels odd when he goes back home. 
well, as with r., i know we're connected whether in the same house or not. between us is home. 
today i have therapy. i hope it's clarifying, edifying? everything that we attend is so, right?
i feel a little tired, a little blank, but i've felt a range of ways going in, and suddenly opened up and something happened. i think in past times i often tried to prepare in some way, and i noted that preparation determined the course, whereas if i just go without itinerary some fresh direction, something unexpected, might be revealed. 
up dat. r. is not coming home tomorrow, but the following day, as she's been telling me over&over, he-hem