I have not quite gotten used to this new computer that Danyael has already insisted on buying, so bear with me as my typing may not be the best. I can understand his want to leave Europe, but why he thought I could just up and move so easily is beyond me. It's like he forgets from day to day how I am and everything about me is new to him. I rather think he still attempts to make me more like him which is rather disheartening because it was being myself that drew him in before. The flight over was most pleasent, and I think I faired better then Danyael did. He was stuck watching some silly movie, and I had a wonderful choice of what I wanted to watch. Next time he will perhaps fly first class rather then I. The new place he has found is interesting, and he has already made himself some friends. As he always does in a new place. They are naturally drawn to him, and sometimes to me as well, but only because of my association with him. I cannot believe we have already broken the bed. That was most embaressing expecially when he decided to giggle about it for hours. I'm sure the whole place shall know before I even rouse myself out of sleep. Oh well, it's the price I pay for being with him. And it's a small price really when I think about the joy he has brought. Not that I would let him know that of course, but it's there.