7 weeks ago--and I'm caught up in Rapture

It's been seven weeks. It's hard to believe, however, I think I've found my match. And that's pretty awesome.

He continues to be kind, thoughtful, asks questions about what's going on with me, and I continue to feel and behave thoughtfully towards him. The time we spend together, I want to continue to infinity and sometimes struggle to bring my attention to the rest of my life: family, friends, work, and my own personal processes that keep me stable and sane in the whirly world.

Mabye the world really ends tomorrow, and I'd love to be in his arms when that happens. And that's all. He's called it though, as a ruse connected to the mentally ill. However, I might just be one of the crazies. And that's why, I must...well, I choose to stay grounded by continuing to build my career, tend to my friends and family, and clean my own house -- mental, psychological, physical -- so I can show up for our continued adventures without spinning off the planet...earthquakes in every time zone or not.

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