a taste of honey

yesterday was a pretty cool day. although i will admit that -any- day when B graces me with her presence is a pretty cool day.

Since my job ended, I've done two things that are a little out of character for me; I drove all the way around the valley that my current city sits in looking for good vantage points to take pics from, and I climbed a mountain. A little mountain, but hey...

both days, she spent time with me, in chat and on the phone.

i called her from the top of the mountain and we talked about the view, etc...

i loved hearing her voice. she was childishly excited, even though not there herself. i loved sharing the experience with her, describing what i was seeing, what pics i was taking, etc... i want to feel that every day, want to share my life with her, have her -want- to share hers with me.

it wasn't until after we hung up that the sadness hit. 

i love her, g-ddammit. why isn't that enough?