11:30 pm, his time. Call that a deadline.

Congratulate me, I've rediscovered my hunger. *blinks, purring faintly, almost silent* Funny, the things that left me pacing, upset, so recently... now they are fading, becoming unimportant, unnecessary. Little specks of emotion slowly filtering... it's not that they are any smaller, it's simply that I have a much larger perspective available now.

Screw rose-colored glasses. There's a pair of sunglasses around here and I've just done a LOT of laundry. Going Out for a while sounds almost fun.

*purrs a bit louder, curling up, waiting*

11:30.