cautious optomism

this is the morning after night 2 of very little sleep for the best possible reason.
im whooped and giddy and terrified and i keep waiting for the other shoe to drop.
this is unlike anything thats come before and i'm not sure if its even possible.
v would be proud of me for raising the bar up one year on being a creeper, lol but i don't care.
i don't see an age when i see andrew, i just see where i want to be.

this is either the best luck or the worst joke ever.
until i find out, im phenomenally content to ride the best ride ever, as long as i can.

in a word, "thud"

we finally met last night for real despite my terrified attempt to come up with a good reason not to. i nearly booked when he wasn't already there, lol then when he walked in, well, color me dropped. he looks like eric!! i told him that in person, he actually reminded me of this favorite character in a book, and then without knowing the details he remarked on being told often that he looked kind of viking-esque.

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the fictional reenactment possibilities are a-mazing. and since we initially met on a like-minded site, so are other ones. and he is so fucking cool in so many severely extremely good ways, and ink! bonus round of tasty!
glorious sweeet sweeet ink!

so. while i've watched so many people, couples, i have at least this beautiful shot at feeling that way again. for the first time,genuinely, in so fucking long, hopeful. stupid happy. and really really anxious to get the work day over so i can see him again.

now i just have to get a new pair of cat ears!
le mew le meow, le purrrrr.............