Date

Jesus christ, man. I don't get this guy. My favorite book is his favorite book. He loves music the way I love music. He loves food the way I love food. He wants to live in Hawaii now that he knows that is my plan. So when I ask him what his future holds, he says he's moving to Hawaii and hopefully with or without a girl. Theif! Sly motherfucker. He has some sort of crappy things in his history but he doesn't seem out of control. His rental unit is nice and immaculate. He seems cool and collected and makes fun of me relentlessly. I have put all my dorkiness out there in spades thinking it will freak him out, but nope. Instead he says things like "you don't have one bad expression." or "this is going to sound incredibly cheesy but I just cant wait to hold you in my arms?" Puke, right? But it doesn't even sound cheesy or gross coming from him. WTF! And I just got a text where he called me intoxicating. He's got to be BSing me, right? I mean, really? Really? Who cares, though... it feels good. And I've put things on the line for him. He knows what's on my mind so it's not like I've committed or I'm lying or anything. We're just going with the flow. I need to just go with the flow and enjoy this... Deep breath. I suck at this trying not to over-think part.

I suppose I could have given some context to this whole post. Later, I promise. I just need to get this off my chest for now.