And then I realized: Hey -- this is how normal people feel when they fall in love: Love isn't the drama, the balancing-on-the-edge-of-disaster excitement that I've been mistaken for love all these years.... I couldn't distinguish between the adrenaline rush of danger and infatuation; I couldn't distinguish between pity and love.
dammit, lillamy, where were you twenty years ago! geez.
i should have known when he had no idea who monet was.
damn.
my latest (what are we going with? loverboy? hehehehe) when I said something about my monet and manet prints.
"woman, you wont be fillin up my house with paintings of flowers and water!"
:day6
oh yeah. good good stuff.