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How is everyone!? I hope that everything is going quite deliriously fabulous at this moment in time.
My life...continues...as usual...down the path that is down. Wonderful, fun and just plain rocking.
Thanksgiving Break was fabulous. I got a new house. I got a new car. My wonderful girlfriend came and visited. What more could a guy want?
On Saturday morning of Thanksgiving Break my family, all 6 of us and Steph, went out to eat at Puffy Muffin. I was a little nervous about it for all the women sat at one table and all the guys at another. However, the nervousness ended as it was replaced with sheer joy to see all the most important women in my life-mama, grandma, aunt and stephanie- all sitting together, laughing, sharing bad stories and having fun. It made my heart jump through the ceiling. It was...so awesome...so great...so made me giddy inside. What is up with that, eh?
There are 587 paces of the T between Steph's door and the door to my room. A long walk it seems. Alone, with no ones hand to hold. Silent 90% of the time. Occasionaly, I see Greg and his girlfriend sitting on the picnic tables, laughing and having fun. I smile a bigger smile then I already have at their happiness, reminded at how lucky I am. Sometimes I make the walk quicker, hastenig my pace so that I can get to my room and fall asleep, happy and content; escastic with the knowledge that I get to wake up and see her smile again and know she is mine and I am hers. Other times I just wonder quietly, sleepishly happy and slow around the campus. Not wanting the day to end and the feel of her in my arms to go away. And still other times I just walk back normally to my room being fabulously wonderful, happily content. 587 paces. A long distance for someone who does not want to leave the company of another.
My life...continues...as usual...down the path that is down. Wonderful, fun and just plain rocking.
Thanksgiving Break was fabulous. I got a new house. I got a new car. My wonderful girlfriend came and visited. What more could a guy want?
On Saturday morning of Thanksgiving Break my family, all 6 of us and Steph, went out to eat at Puffy Muffin. I was a little nervous about it for all the women sat at one table and all the guys at another. However, the nervousness ended as it was replaced with sheer joy to see all the most important women in my life-mama, grandma, aunt and stephanie- all sitting together, laughing, sharing bad stories and having fun. It made my heart jump through the ceiling. It was...so awesome...so great...so made me giddy inside. What is up with that, eh?
There are 587 paces of the T between Steph's door and the door to my room. A long walk it seems. Alone, with no ones hand to hold. Silent 90% of the time. Occasionaly, I see Greg and his girlfriend sitting on the picnic tables, laughing and having fun. I smile a bigger smile then I already have at their happiness, reminded at how lucky I am. Sometimes I make the walk quicker, hastenig my pace so that I can get to my room and fall asleep, happy and content; escastic with the knowledge that I get to wake up and see her smile again and know she is mine and I am hers. Other times I just wonder quietly, sleepishly happy and slow around the campus. Not wanting the day to end and the feel of her in my arms to go away. And still other times I just walk back normally to my room being fabulously wonderful, happily content. 587 paces. A long distance for someone who does not want to leave the company of another.