Okay, This Is Pretty Good

Here’s the deal: I have a girlfriend. Okay, at our ages, maybe she’s not really a girl in the strictest sense, but I see her that way. And, because of our grup responsibilities, we hardly ever see each other, unlike the sociosexual mating ritual that would be typical for young adults of mating age. But, still, she is, I now officially declare to the world, my girlfriend.

She likes to write, she’s patient and forthright and positive. She takes the world as it comes and swallows it whole. I really admire her and I can and do talk to her for hours and hours and it’s never enough. Today, I missed the living shit out of her. Now, I really feel like a boy. Wow.