Let's Call Him Kevin came to visit last weekend. We had a great time. It was delightful.
I don't want to blog about it. I know, right? Wasn't that the whole point? I maybe didn't think this through. I considered that I might start dating someone, but I didn't think it'd be someone who lived so far away. Or that it'd be someone I would want to protect . Not just his identity; I feel protective of Kevin as person. If anything I wrote here were hurtful, however inadvertent, I'd feel so, so sad. I don't even know him all that well yet... but I like him. Empathy is great for potential relationships, but it doesn't make for very interesting blogging. Good writing is specific, and I'm basically telling you that he's nice. That level of prose wouldn't even get past a 100-level writer's workshop. Here are some specifics: While we were hiking, he noticed cool-looking trees. While we were eating in a local diner, he told me I had a beautiful smile. Today we exchanged a series of text messages largely comprised of cat puns ("My cat wants to eat right meow" "Get to it, don't paws!" "That would be a cat-tastrophe"). Tomorrow we have a House of Cards/Google Hangout date scheduled. No spoilers, dear readers!
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6/14/2017 02:06:08 am
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