The learner's permit arrived today. And now I don't want to learn to drive - a least I don't want Mr. D. to teach me. He brought me home this afternoon - straight home. A blessed rain. Tomorrow the sun will shine - it will be a perfect day for a driving lesson. What shall I tell him.
If only John knew how much I would love to nestle close to him and pour out an aching heart. I need him. Why doesn't he call me again.
It is not love that I want now - it is rest and peace. A calm in my restless heart and mind.