Nov 20, 2016 23:33
The second week of November I spent in Vancouver.
The first couple of days were damp but sunny, and then the rains returned. I've actually missed the rain, if you can believe it.
I stayed at my girlfriend's* place and slept and slept and slept. Sometimes she was out until the early morning hours, and I must have gotten 11 hours of sleep a night. I think I needed it. I didn't make it out dancing. I was too tired for sex. I got an overabundance of snuggles and it was amazing.
I saw many of my friends and many of my colleagues. I ate out egregiously.
I miss Vancouver.
I was already ready to move back, but since visiting I have really been yearning for Vancouver. I want to slip back into my life like a hand in a glove and then I want to write and write and write.
*That label is new and stiff around the edges still. We have been dating over a year and a half, but haven't needed labels. At some point it gets a little cumbersome to explain to others though, and we've each introduced the other as our "girlfriend" at least once now. And discussed it and decided the term is okay.