it's the morning before i get lunch with him

i awoke to beautiful birdsong and a breathtaking sunrise that i shared with kurt. he liked it a lot, or so i'd like to think

not sure if i should've eaten such a heavy breakfast, but the cafe downtown has some of the best old fashioned donuts around

how could i resist?

i'm currently laying in my bed writing this, surrounded by a heaping pile of clothes

lunch is at an italian restaurant and i'm stressed about finding something good to wear

i want to look nice for him

right now, i'm deciding between black jeans and a button up, or dark joggers and a simple sports coat

i think i'll try the first outfit on again. the jeans hug my waist nicely

...my ass, too

i hope kurt doesn't miss me when i'm gone. i'll be sure to leave him a ton of extra treats

he's absolutely spoiled rotten

the time is nearing when i need to leave. i'd hate to be late

i wonder what he'll be wearing

probably something wonderful