So I met someone amazing this weekend.
It’s very odd. We’d talked before, but this weekend was the first time we met in person. And it was truly amazing how comfortable I felt with her.
I’m a rational kind of guy. I like to understand things. I don’t understand this. And that’s pretty cool, but also really unnerving for my logical, analytical mind. Every time I try to take this feeling out and study it, it slips out of my grasp. I can only see it in peripheral vision or something.
She lives almost 1,000 miles away. That’s very sad to me. But luckily, airplanes are very fast.
Usually, I’m very private. I don’t like talking much about personal things. For example, if someone asked me “How was your date last night?” I am usually non-committal with a “It was okay” no matter what. But for some reason, I am finding myself wanting to tell EVERYONE about her.
She’ll be here in two weeks. It seems like Sunday was forever ago.