Vim and vigour

I'm always in a slightly subdued mood after the MasterChief visits. It's hard enough to manage a long distance relationship but fortunately, he's able to access communication points on and off. Sometimes I think I have an idea of what it's like to have your other half away from home for long periods of time. It's difficult. It's worrying. It's tiring.

For the longest time, I've held various men at bay through the years. An old, battled-scarred and weary heart doesn't take well to being loved. It remembers the aftermath all too vividly. It doesn't take kindly to even the possibility of another shattering.

I seem to be loosing my feisty side, in a way. The fire, vim and vigour that used to fuel and propel me. I wonder how much of that is a result of having the MasterChief in my life. Or if it's because I'm come to terms with a number of things over the last couple of years.


Damn, am I losing my credibility? *amused* Ah, life!