And in an instant
As I wrote my previous entry, el Cubano popped up online. The good news is that he is not sleeping in his car but rather on someone's living room futon. The news that bothers me is that that futon belongs to a woman he has dated. Sigh. I can't worry so much. I can't not sleep or cry all morning like I pretty much did today. I have to let him do what he is going to do and I will do what I have to do to take care of myself. Easier said than done, indeed, but I can try. He said he would call me later. The past two days have had me not sleeping staring at the phone. He will call when he calls. I will try and take better care of myself. Obviously he is trying to take care of himself. I cannot give what he will not take. I cannot take what will not be given.