It's odd, the permanence of this blog in my life the past six years is nice; to connect my past to my present, and dream about my future. Very reassuring that everything powerful is stored somewhere, but forgettable if I ever must.
Today Gordon and I broke the tension surrounding the 'going away' conversation; it was pretty hilarious because both of us have, in all honestly, quite easily been able to tell when the thought crosses the other's mind....for the past five months of us. I mean, it was evidence enough that after a bit of a silence trying to muster up the courage to broach the subject, I turned to him and said 'So what do you want to do about...that?' and he immediately understood, turning my question back on me.
It went as expected, the world was again sweet with relief. But I don't think he understands...or at least, wants to acknowledge... the pain this will entail. Not that I know the progression of emotion beyond our first few days, but when I was at orientation calling him, I hurt like a bitch and so did he. It'll be okay. We live to learn.
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