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In about 10 days, I'll be visiting Crystal in Colorado and, health permitting, snowboarding on real mountains. I don't think you people realize how happy this makes me. And scared. It makes me really, really scared because I've never traveled anywhere for the sole purpose of spending time with a girl. This will make 2 weekends of spending time with her in one month, and if it keeps up at the pace it's at, this could get expensive. I'm no fan of the long distance thing, and I'm not even sure that's where this is going, but all I can do is see where it does go, right? Distance is no reason to shut my walls, and hey, who knows; it could turn into something really good. Something tells me that all the time, money, and effort would be worth it.
It's weird how life serpentines around obstacles, and in the last year, there have been a fair share in mine. I've grown a lot and learned more about myself than I ever thought possible. I've hurt others, been hurt and felt more love than I ever have before. I look back even as little as two years ago, and I realize now how lonely I am not. I rarely had a warm girl to cozy up to, and if I did, they were sporadic at best. I had an impossible time meeting people living at my old place, and having a roommate that sleeps with food didn't help me out at all. Fortunately, Minneapolis isn't Greenfield. With the city, drama this way comes.
Drama. What can I say about it? I hate drama, and I'm not talking about any ol' light shade of hate here. I absolutely detest it. Some people can actually feed off of it, but it only breaks me down and makes me want quit. The last year has brought me a seemingly endless supply of the crap, and most of it fueled by women. For whatever reason, I run into my fair share of women who need their hourly Zyprexa dosage upped by 2000 milligrams. And I'm not even referring to recent ones because, well, I'll try to touch on that in a bit.
My point? I guess what I'm getting at here is that Crystal seems normal. She's smart, likes football, drinks beer and best of all, and also the kicker; she likes me. And no, liking me and being smart aren't an oxymoron, so eat it, ok? Uh. Yeah, I don't sense any weird force fields of drama coming from her that I have off of most others that I run into, and it's nice. Different and nice.
Coming back to Alicia; she's been a huge source of drama in my life over the past month, and oddly enough, not single thread of it before that. None. Zip. That's not what I'm getting at. As much as I didn't want to, I had to squash the drama before I completely quit. I know I'll hold a place in her heart, as she has in mine and that's what I'm taking away from this. As odd as it sounds we ended up getting amazingly close after the "break-up", even moreso than when we were seeing eachother. I hold no hard feelings, and I understand she had to go where she thought she needed to be. It just happens that people that are perfection together don't always end up together. Ah, such is life, no? Her and I were are better suited as lovers, and anything else would've been a complete and utter sham.
Every day is an experience, and now I just have to experience it in other ways. And man, do I have a lot of things to experience. Cities, countries, people; I want to see it all. Speaking of which, my adventure begins anew in 10 days.
It's weird how life serpentines around obstacles, and in the last year, there have been a fair share in mine. I've grown a lot and learned more about myself than I ever thought possible. I've hurt others, been hurt and felt more love than I ever have before. I look back even as little as two years ago, and I realize now how lonely I am not. I rarely had a warm girl to cozy up to, and if I did, they were sporadic at best. I had an impossible time meeting people living at my old place, and having a roommate that sleeps with food didn't help me out at all. Fortunately, Minneapolis isn't Greenfield. With the city, drama this way comes.
Drama. What can I say about it? I hate drama, and I'm not talking about any ol' light shade of hate here. I absolutely detest it. Some people can actually feed off of it, but it only breaks me down and makes me want quit. The last year has brought me a seemingly endless supply of the crap, and most of it fueled by women. For whatever reason, I run into my fair share of women who need their hourly Zyprexa dosage upped by 2000 milligrams. And I'm not even referring to recent ones because, well, I'll try to touch on that in a bit.
My point? I guess what I'm getting at here is that Crystal seems normal. She's smart, likes football, drinks beer and best of all, and also the kicker; she likes me. And no, liking me and being smart aren't an oxymoron, so eat it, ok? Uh. Yeah, I don't sense any weird force fields of drama coming from her that I have off of most others that I run into, and it's nice. Different and nice.
Coming back to Alicia; she's been a huge source of drama in my life over the past month, and oddly enough, not single thread of it before that. None. Zip. That's not what I'm getting at. As much as I didn't want to, I had to squash the drama before I completely quit. I know I'll hold a place in her heart, as she has in mine and that's what I'm taking away from this. As odd as it sounds we ended up getting amazingly close after the "break-up", even moreso than when we were seeing eachother. I hold no hard feelings, and I understand she had to go where she thought she needed to be. It just happens that people that are perfection together don't always end up together. Ah, such is life, no? Her and I were are better suited as lovers, and anything else would've been a complete and utter sham.
Every day is an experience, and now I just have to experience it in other ways. And man, do I have a lot of things to experience. Cities, countries, people; I want to see it all. Speaking of which, my adventure begins anew in 10 days.