Its is rather insane how my attitude changes based on the amount of sleep I get. I feel like such a wuss. I know people who never sleep, people who sleep less than I do, and work a lot harder than I do, and somehow maintain a positive attitude. I shut down. I disconnect. If I am tired enough I have the social skills of a wet rock. Anyway that is not the point of this blog. The point of THIS blog is to express, in so many bubbly words, how much I simply adore my girl Leslie. I know its kind of weird for a dude to write a blog like this... men should after all reserve all their emotional thoughts to intimate moments. I don't believe that.
I have never been with anyone who is so quick to give credence to my stupid ideas. This means a lot to me because I have many stupid ideas. For instance last night we were longing for just a quick smooch, but we were unable because I am as sick as a dog. Quickly devising a solution I suggested that facial condoms should exist for people with chronic bad breath, viruses, and bad acne. Leslie agreed, suggested we use saran wrap and take pictures of it. How awesome is that? For the curious cats out there, it worked... we got our smooch, but it certainly wasn't the same.
This is just the most recent example of how in my mind I can create a ton of ideas and never do any of them, but if I ever get the gall to suggest them my girl gives them life and makes each idea better with her touch. I can live with that.
I am also so fervently excited about the alternate realities we bring in to each other's lives. We come from such different lifestyles and backgrounds. Change is hard, and integrating in to someone else's reality can come easy or not at all. In our case I feel a progressive change. Instead of it being all or nothing it is gradual steps out of who I am into who we are. I dig that. Don't get me wrong we both maintain our individuality, but out relationship becomes what it is by our blending. Sometimes I think we are a lot like a good mixed drink. The roles reverse often, but in either case one of us is the nasty but wonderful hard alcohol, and the other is the sweet or practical mixer.
Individually we are rad, but together we are an all night party; we are a good mix. We are still new though. Still learning how to compliment each other and know enough about each other to brag about one another in public. Time will lend us these social graces, and so much more. I'm looking forward to it, but not without enjoying what it is right now. Right now it is still to good to be true. Right now I just want you. Right now you make me smile. Right now I want you.
I can't tell about tomorrow, but right now I can tell you I don't care. You are so good to me right now I don't want to go anywhere.
