Apostate Café

Here is Joshua spread out on my wonderful, not-comfortable bed. I sure liked having him there in my apartment. I think I might be having a more difficult time after he left this time than when I left before. Let's face it. I need my Joshua. That's all there is to it. We are not meant to be on separate continents, so can I go home now (and by home, I mean where-ever Joshua is)?