Not a bad day yesterday all told. Sober the previous night, so felt clean and fresh at work.

Close to my darling friend and ally Jill. We chatted a lot today. We get on so well, and it feels so natural when we talk. Sad in a way that there can be no more, but then again, I think it's better that way. She's a sister, not a lover. It does feel odd that I have reached a relatively mature stage in life to realise that a platonic friendship is possible with a woman, even if there is an underlying mutual attraction that must be ignored. I am a late developer as I remember my father predicted, although he would have been surprised to find quite how late.

Humour abounded. Love to laugh, and love to make others laugh,