Bliss. You know.
In the haze of Ben's being here at Rutgers, I didn't think for one second about classes, which began today. I've been so caught up in showing him New York City, northern Jersey, downtown NB (and my bedroom) that I put off all preparations.
Eh. I didn't even clear up registration until last week, so I guess that will be the theme of theis semster...that and skipping classes to jet off to the west coast.
One last night.
I'm cooking tonight. I dropped him off at the train station this morning. Early. How pathetically, disturbingly, not me.