When there's no other way.

I went to see my friend when I left the office very late last night.

Amazing photographer and published author who met me when I was done, ready to do anything but breath again. I love him. He's this great man I go to when the roads don't take me anywhere else.
In the two years I've known him, I never asked him how old he is and he never told me. (I did google him once tho, but I never told him haha!)
I told him about my birthday and he started taking pictures of me, as always. His trophy wife (the second one since ive met him) was watching some shitty tv and by the look he gave me, I'll soon be meeting the 3rd one. I laughed.

" - I went thru your blog a few weeks ago. I was happy to see you're writing again."
" - Oh well, I've been inspired."
" - Is there a name involved?"
" - More like a feeling than a name."
" - I'll check them out." he said and we went for another tequila.
" - You're the only woman I know who doesn't make a face after a tequila!"
" - I'm not sure that's a compliment, A!"

While he was taking pictures of me and I was talking, he stopped, and started looking thru some old pictures, and after 15 minutes of me looking around confused, he found one, of me, from the night we met.

" - Your eyes are exactly the same, mate! Exactly the same expression on your face. We need to spend some time together."

This morning I found this in my email.
"I'm flying out for a few days. You know my private line and where I hide my keys if you need to get away. Don't be yourself, you suck at the moment! Love, A."