Funny how things can sometimes suck (like having really rainy outdoor weather all the freaking time, having most of your orders unavailable or the restos being just closed after you trekked and burned a gazillion calories, and having "ride from hell" when all you wanted was just a good night's sleep), but still become one of the best breaks ever.  I actually think I'm good now from the being in the funk sortof thing. 

It's strange how I'm comfy with the extended silences.  Seriously fine with it.  I used to think you know you're good with a person when you have so much things to talk about you couldn't shut up. But it actually feels just as good to just be sitting there, doing absolutely nothing.

I'm in this place again where I'm absolutely lost, and it may not be a bad place to be in.  Lost is good.  Lost with someone is even better.  Gah! I foresee myself talking mush for the next few days, weeks, I'm not really sure for how long.  Bear with me please.  Given my track record, there will prolly maybe be self-loathing and regrets near the end, but who knows?  There can also be good happy endings where you end up apart, but still be in a good place.  Ending is inevitable.  I get that; but there are plenty of things right in the middle of "once upon a time", and "the end" to make the experience worth having to go through.

I'm going with the flow: hoping for the good but expecting for the end to come just as quick.