we talked for 9 hours yesterday.
of absurdities. of my stoic and stubborn nature. of the very strict borders not to be breached.
we talked of nothing and of swimming and of daydreaming and of our future lives.
it was marvelous. the kind of emotional outpouring that i have not had with the other in over a year. a form of connection and care and trust and concern that feels genuine. sincere.
and then, right as i was about to turn in for the night, i saw it.
one last email: "how come all the cool girls are lesbians?"
happy thursday, grover.
she still has not had enough of me.
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