Hugging, a beauty and a tiny thing

1. The desire to hug people is a happy one. I met at least three people on my travels today that I wanted to hug. There are definitely good physical and emotional reasons for pursuing a hug. The obvious physical benefits for me include closeness, warmth and intimacy. It's a grand way to get to meet someone. Emotionally hugging makes me feel connected (literally) and in tune with other people especially if they let you feel their heartbeat. I like to think that there is another element to hugging, a kind of spiritual connectivity, that feeling that my heart is your heart. I felt low a different points today and I didn't know what to do about it. But then this afternoon I got a lovely if slightly nervous hug from Laughing Man. It made my day. And that's the essence of hugs for me.

2. I ran into my friend Anita on my way down Bootham this evening. She looked incredible as always. I definitely wanted to hug her and kiss her and I got my wish. She is one of the most beautiful women I know in York and although she was stupid enough to let the Sailor go (and she knows it) I find it hard to believe there aren't long lines of lovely blokes queuing up to suit her. If I could somehow transform into a straight bloke, she would be top of my hit list. She is one of the truly "filthy gorgeous" people. York is that bit more beautiful for having her here.

3. After two nights of either no sleep or poor sleep I'm feeling I'm going to crash out at any moment soon. I was cheered up tonight by some kind advice from He-who-shall-not-be-named. It's wonderful that sometimes a tiny thing (in this case a supportive comment) can change everything about the way one perceives the reality of moments. Anyway, thanks to him for his advice and he's right I am so tired now I'm falling asleep! I'll work harder at writing meaningful and deep tomorrow.