About A Girl, Pt. 5

Going into Octo­ber now with Heather, now know­ing she was going to come out and visit me a lit­tle over halfway through the month, there was less think­ing and more just accept­ing and sort­ing of feel­ings and real­iza­tions about she and I. We were in a rela­tion­ship now, exclu­sive to one another.  Face­book even said so (which was


About A Girl, Pt. 4

Date night.  I was for­tu­nate in some ways that my Fri­day was so ridicu­lously over-scheduled and ill-timed through and through, from the moment I left Heather’s pres­ence in my rental car at the air­port to the sec­ond I pulled out of my parent’s dri­ve­way to pick her up for our date.  For­tu­nate, mostly, because I didn’t really have any


About A Girl, Pt. 3

So, after mak­ing my mind up that going to Wis­con­sin for a quick visit was the right thing to do…next came whether or not she actu­ally wanted me to come there.  I wasn’t exactly pos­i­tive we were on the same level of affec­tion, or inter­est I guess, so I was kinda ner­vous to ask.  Fig­ured I’d just see if


About A Girl, Pt. 2

I was stunned.  I was taken aback.  I felt a lit­tle week in the knees, and my head started buzzing.  I had to take a few moments just to sort of steel myself where I was stand­ing.  I feel like an idiot writ­ing any of that down, but that was my reac­tion to see­ing Heather for the first time.  I didn’t fully grasp