There hasn’t been that moment yet of: “oh, Lord, what have I gotten myself into?”

There hasn’t been that moment yet of: “oh, Lord, what have I gotten myself into?”

In fact, there’s been a lot of the opposite: “how can I get myself into more of this?”

A and I have probably logged at least twelve hours of time just kissing on the couch. And, it keeps feeling like we should be kissing even more.

I can’t find the words I need to stress how different this is. There is no effort here, none of that business of needing to hide half of myself while I dredge up some glossy fool to put a shine on my dubiously best face.

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