Doesn’t help the mood but there’s nothing I can do about it.

The idea of relationships as a topic.  How silly the Nurse and I were last night…. Writing her another note.

Around 200-something words.  Can’t stop thinking about her.  And the inevitable comparative that I and we do with our past lives.  And here we are happy…. Huh, imagine that.  Time till we’re together, tonight, seems like a decade away, just being honest.  I need to write us, her, us, me with her more. There is so much education and elucidation there.

I know this isn’t unique, this story of moving on and finding someone who is THE someone.  Love, your Forever.  But, I don’t know anyone like us.  Maybe my parents to a degree, but the Nurse and I are enigmatic.

I appreciate time more with her instead of fearing it as much as I used to.  Told me she was just getting a patient.  So proud to be with her, and that’s something I never felt in my past life, if I have to be honest.

I’m happy.  I don’t apologize.  She, my beautiful Nurse, has me fearless and ALIVE.