alone on a bicycle for two

[citrus_scented]

So riding a tandem was fun, especially with David at the helm. Even though my large hips kept making us slide side-to-side, I had a good time. My backside is bruised, though. Oh, that boy is driving me wild, and I like it. Illegal things abound, things I shouldn't be doing, letting him drive, wasting gas, Polaroids, Olympics, swing dancing kisses and he uses teeth. I'm still afraid of what to do about telling him about my sexuality and past relationships and the medicines but I'm not going to unless it comes up. But I don't think he'll be too fussed. God, he's so cute. I don't even mind eating in front of him which is something that plagued my past relationships. He's so funny, and we get along so well. Do I sound girly? Well, I think I'm happy. I'm pretty sure I'm happy. And he has the nicest legs! And we listen to a lot of the same music! Record stores and bookshelf lighting, I'm having a really good time, I'm afraid of what will happen in the future but I want a lot more days like that and that and that. No, I can't promise love, but who's saying love? Who's worried about that? Why should anyone my age be worried about that? Frankly I'm not worried about that at all, in all honesty. I just like him. In the best sort of way. Isn't that how it should be? And we drive and drive and dress up and dance and drive and I like it, it gives me a crazy sort of feeling in my stomach, like I've missed a step going downstairs and I enjoy it immensely.

Head hitting steering wheel and headbutts abound, I think I'm happy here