“P, I’m at the QT and it’s hot in the desert. I went in and got some coffee and a cherry danish, came walking back out to my truck and it made me miss you.”

“Why is that?”

“Oh, because when we were kids there used to be a place I could stop, it’s be hot like this and I’d stop on the way home and get us something eat. A danish or maybe a donut. Bring it home so we could eat it.”

“Oh yeah…”

“Yeah so I miss you, P and I’m sorry we cant do that anymore. You can’t eat a donut or it will mess you up – I can’t eat donuts because I get so fat.”

satori (a Pisces) told me today that will the sky full of planets in Pisces you can’t have pleasure without having pain and you can’t have pain without having pleasure and this illustrates exactly what she means.

“I miss you, P.”

“I know, I miss you too…”

::sighs::