I am glad for this taxi ride back to my house. It gives me some time to collect my thoughts before I see my husband. I am not sure why I feel so strangely nervous to see him Yes, I have a bit of a crush on Vronsky, but its harmless (right?). I do look forward to seeing my son. He makes everything simple and right. Oh but, Vronsky. What a different life he leads. I am sort of ashamed to even be thinking of him. But really I have nothing wrong

*Updated via blackberry

Oh my gosh! I just saw Vronsky. I stepped out of the cab just for a moment and there he was! You would never believe what he told me. Oh I don’t know if I can repeat it, but yet I have to, indeed what he said is amazing. He told me that he was there to be with me. That he could not resist me. I feel the same, I want to be with him. But I did what I had to and I told him to forget it and that I can’t even see him.

For whatever reasons I am just attracted to him in a way that I start to forget my sense of self and morals, and I definitely forget about my husband. His presence can lead to no good.

* Updated via black berry

Ugh, I am exhausted. I just reached home. It was great to see my son. I did miss him. But oh my husband! How have I never noticed how big his ears are? And what an annoying voice! He bothers me so! But maybe it is because I have been away. Oh but no, it must be Vronsky that is occupying my mind, distancing me from my husband. I no longer feel intimate with this strange man that I have been married to for so long. Oh that cannot be so. He is truly a good man. I must love him, right?

AK