Passenger Seat
Today was one of those crummy, miserable, days. You know, the rainy kind. I know a lot of people who rejoice when rain falls from the sky for some reason or another. However, with a lack of that beautiful, blue hue in the heavens above, I feel slightly disappointed.
Although, I do admit that renewal comes from rainfall and do acknowledge it's importance. It replenishes starved resevoirs and brings essential subsistence to a multitude of dependents and, yes, it is lovely to splash in puddles too.
However, despite this dismally gray day, I got to spend time with my girlfriend, Jen, whom I love. I just can't stress that enough. It's difficult, an endeavour often embarked upon prematurely by young couples, the "L" word is quite powerful and profound. For some people, tossing it around is simple and easy -- for others, quite the opposite. I found myself terrified of saying it, why? Well, what if she ran? What if she was so terrified of hearing those words ring in her mind that she ran for the hills? But, I poured out and said it and what do you know? So did she.
Passenger Seat, yes, believe it or not that has a purpose as being the title of this mental peregrination. I am not completely (note: completely) bereft of progressive, linear thought. Aside from being an absolutely stellar Death Cab for Cutie song, it is also where I said tonight, because Jen drove. Go figure! I love Brewed Awakenings, I love my sister for making French Bread Pizza for me upon my return, but, most importantly and the pinacle of my "I love" list, I love Jen.
The end.
Although, I do admit that renewal comes from rainfall and do acknowledge it's importance. It replenishes starved resevoirs and brings essential subsistence to a multitude of dependents and, yes, it is lovely to splash in puddles too.
However, despite this dismally gray day, I got to spend time with my girlfriend, Jen, whom I love. I just can't stress that enough. It's difficult, an endeavour often embarked upon prematurely by young couples, the "L" word is quite powerful and profound. For some people, tossing it around is simple and easy -- for others, quite the opposite. I found myself terrified of saying it, why? Well, what if she ran? What if she was so terrified of hearing those words ring in her mind that she ran for the hills? But, I poured out and said it and what do you know? So did she.
Passenger Seat, yes, believe it or not that has a purpose as being the title of this mental peregrination. I am not completely (note: completely) bereft of progressive, linear thought. Aside from being an absolutely stellar Death Cab for Cutie song, it is also where I said tonight, because Jen drove. Go figure! I love Brewed Awakenings, I love my sister for making French Bread Pizza for me upon my return, but, most importantly and the pinacle of my "I love" list, I love Jen.
The end.