FOUR DAYS
Evan and I are having our commitment ceremony in four days. FOUR DAYS. If only there was something out there than all caps to convey in those two words how excited, nervous, and anxious I am for saturday.
Things do seem to be falling into place.
I GET TO MEET TWO GREAT PEOPLE THAT I MET ON LIVEJOURNAL.
One person was the only person in the world I felt comfortable talking to when I was in the deepest of my suicidal throes three months ago, and who magically knew when I needed him most. He'll be the photographer. I will get to hug him and it is about time.
The other, with whom... shit. I don't even know where to start. But I get to see her. And I get to hug her with the power of 1,000 emotional skype conversations tomorrow afternoon.
Things do seem to be falling into place.
I GET TO MEET TWO GREAT PEOPLE THAT I MET ON LIVEJOURNAL.
One person was the only person in the world I felt comfortable talking to when I was in the deepest of my suicidal throes three months ago, and who magically knew when I needed him most. He'll be the photographer. I will get to hug him and it is about time.
The other, with whom... shit. I don't even know where to start. But I get to see her. And I get to hug her with the power of 1,000 emotional skype conversations tomorrow afternoon.