So I'm sitting in the airport in Denver. My flight is delayed an hour and a half. Lame. But what's definitely not lame is that I've been here since Saturday visiting Fletcher! It was a wonderful five days, though I have tonsillitis and was exhausted the whole time so I'm sure I bored Fletcher half to death. But it was just great to see him and Nick (and the gross roommates in real life!) and hang out in Boulder and look at mountains and sing all our favorite songs in the car and watch horrible television and great movies and just be in the same room as my best friend. :)
And there's a lot that's going to happen in the next year and the next two years and the next four years...it's going to be rough and it's going to be wonderful and we're just going to have to take it as it comes. My OCD doesn't like this very much, because I like to be able to know what's ahead. I like to know things for sure. And there are a lot of things I don't know for sure about my future and our future. But what I do know is that Fletcher is the person I love most in the entire world -- and that's not going to change this year or next year or five years from now or 50 years from now. And that's very reassuring.
It was wonderful to spend five days just being able to reach out and touch him. To know he was always right there beside me. And I'm an above average back rubber, if I do say so myself, so I find every opportunity to reach out and touch him. But now I return to that empty space. No Fletcher beside me. It would be nice to spend more than just five days with Fletcher beside me. And if he comes home for the summer, then I'll get more than five days. But once we go off to grad school, it's going to more of these weekends and breaks and counting the days and weeks and months between touches.
Harry was right. Why not now?
And there's a lot that's going to happen in the next year and the next two years and the next four years...it's going to be rough and it's going to be wonderful and we're just going to have to take it as it comes. My OCD doesn't like this very much, because I like to be able to know what's ahead. I like to know things for sure. And there are a lot of things I don't know for sure about my future and our future. But what I do know is that Fletcher is the person I love most in the entire world -- and that's not going to change this year or next year or five years from now or 50 years from now. And that's very reassuring.
It was wonderful to spend five days just being able to reach out and touch him. To know he was always right there beside me. And I'm an above average back rubber, if I do say so myself, so I find every opportunity to reach out and touch him. But now I return to that empty space. No Fletcher beside me. It would be nice to spend more than just five days with Fletcher beside me. And if he comes home for the summer, then I'll get more than five days. But once we go off to grad school, it's going to more of these weekends and breaks and counting the days and weeks and months between touches.
Harry was right. Why not now?