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"Home...home is where you-a wear your hat. I feel-a so breakup...I want to go home!"

---Lord John Whorfin (John Lithgow)
The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai

Last night, I came over to Alex's, as I do many (okay, okay, most) nights. We ate dinner, talked, read and hung out downstairs for a while, since it was much cooler in the house than it normally is. (Damn weeks of 90+ degree weather!) At one point I turned on the radio and we danced off and on to the music.

Alex and I have made many references to "my space" and "your space" and "I like being in your space," etc. Well, last night I looked around the kitchen and dining room and was suddenly hit with the thought that I was spending so much time over there, that "Alex's space" was starting to feel like "my space" as well.

I told her such and Alex smiled. "I'm glad," she said.

I smiled back. "Yeah...me too..."