Thanks

When I first woke up this morning I had no idea where I was. What a scary feeling. It only took a few minutes to wake up enough to remember though. "Oh yeah, I'm at Elliot's. He doesn't seem to be around." I avoided the mirror because I know I must've looked frightful. I came home and went back to bed for a few more hours. I just woke up again and couldn't figure out why my ears were ringing. Turns out it was the phone, I guess the machine got it because I sure didn't. Yes, I am a genius sometimes.
Okay, back to last night. Elliot made Irish Coffee, light on the coffee and heavy on everything else. Then he just sat there and listened while I went on and on about everything that was bothering me. I should rephrase that, he didn't JUST sit there and listen. He responded, comforted, and offered advice when needed. You know, he was pretty wonderful. I felt kind of bad because I know he has his own problems, but I couldn't help it, I had to let it out. Maybe he's right, and I will share things with the people I need to, eventually. So that is how the evening went. I'm trying to remember if I said anything that I shouldn't have. I sure hope not, THAT could be embarrassing.
Thanks Elliot; You are great.

PS: I'll buy you a box of Ding-dongs. It was really good by the way.