I found this left open on my computer:
Date: Tue, 31 Dec 2002
Truly my Daniel-chan,
After last week’s sexual encounter, I already have fantasies of what I want to do with you, to you when next we are together. I hope you want to see me soon. Not only “want to” but WILL. I’m waiting, impatiently.
Always thinking of you each and every day. Counting. Breathing. Going.
With love, yours.
Here's what I thought my marriage was. I was content to be the "She." God, I miss Harry Chapin.