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Today is Thanksgiving. Right now, everyone is napping because of all the turkey that was consumed. However, I am wide awake.
Tuesday night was indescribable. It served as an unexpected reminder of how great my relationship is with Hoan and how far we have come in the past thirty-something months of being together. Ever since he got back from Argentina, after we spent the entire summer on opposite sides of the globe, I have developed this new-found appreciation for him and what he genuinely means to me. I'd say it goes both ways. One night, he told me: "I don't think there is any part of you I wouldn't like. I accept you for everything you are." Granted, we had just finished off a bottle of wine and were feeling a bit "loose," but the statement touched me regardless. Haha, I wonder how that makes us sound.
We are good together. Me, with my irrationality and emotionally-driven choices, and Hoan, with his logic and straightforwardness. It's fitting. We fit. Very well.
Of course, I didn't always think this. Initially, I thought our relationship lacked a certain kind of depth and that the strong attraction we felt for each other would eventually give way to incompatibility. I couldn't have been more wrong.
We're going to New York together early next year and I'm so frackin' excited.
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Tuesday night was indescribable. It served as an unexpected reminder of how great my relationship is with Hoan and how far we have come in the past thirty-something months of being together. Ever since he got back from Argentina, after we spent the entire summer on opposite sides of the globe, I have developed this new-found appreciation for him and what he genuinely means to me. I'd say it goes both ways. One night, he told me: "I don't think there is any part of you I wouldn't like. I accept you for everything you are." Granted, we had just finished off a bottle of wine and were feeling a bit "loose," but the statement touched me regardless. Haha, I wonder how that makes us sound.
We are good together. Me, with my irrationality and emotionally-driven choices, and Hoan, with his logic and straightforwardness. It's fitting. We fit. Very well.
Of course, I didn't always think this. Initially, I thought our relationship lacked a certain kind of depth and that the strong attraction we felt for each other would eventually give way to incompatibility. I couldn't have been more wrong.
We're going to New York together early next year and I'm so frackin' excited.
End.