Fasteners, Pumpkin Sweaters, and a Leap Year
I got to see Vanessa tonight.
We spent about six hours around Princeton, doing a lil' bit of shopping, eating at Panera, getting the long-awaited Best Milkshakes at Halo, and through it all, talking talking talking just as much as we did the first time we met, in that very spot. It was glorious.
No deep questions were answered (though many small conversational ones were), and in my uncertainty, I'm even uncertain how uncertain I should even be. But I am encouraged. We spoke in definite terms of seeing each other more, of not having to spend time together in Princeton every time (she even suggested something closer to me -- I said if I think of anything that's worth doing, then sure). And conversation doesn't get much better than it does with her. Some of it's what is said; some of it's who's saying it. But I haven't felt this alive, or this complete just having these feelings, in a while.
We spent about six hours around Princeton, doing a lil' bit of shopping, eating at Panera, getting the long-awaited Best Milkshakes at Halo, and through it all, talking talking talking just as much as we did the first time we met, in that very spot. It was glorious.
No deep questions were answered (though many small conversational ones were), and in my uncertainty, I'm even uncertain how uncertain I should even be. But I am encouraged. We spoke in definite terms of seeing each other more, of not having to spend time together in Princeton every time (she even suggested something closer to me -- I said if I think of anything that's worth doing, then sure). And conversation doesn't get much better than it does with her. Some of it's what is said; some of it's who's saying it. But I haven't felt this alive, or this complete just having these feelings, in a while.