Life has gotten very scary lately, and, I think, is about to get a whole lot better.
I have recently met a wonderful man, one who is almost exactly what I would have dreamt up for myself, but so much better than I could have imagined. He is older, stable, wonderful, and doesn't seem to have a lick of trouble dealing with the likes of me or my particular brand of stuff.
For the first time yesterday, I visited his home- but this wasn't just another house in a cul-de-sac with a white picket fence. Outside the city limits, ten acres, horses, dogs, a cat and a guinea pig. His bills are paid, he has a job, he has enough experience in life to know what he has, and what he wants, and we get along awfully well. We actually met through mutual friends- and this time that phrase isn't a cover story for a guy I met online but don't want to have to explain that about. He's also a biker, though, for those who are familiar, not a 1%-er, but part of a more family-oriented club. He's also near my university of choice.
This feels like a dream- so much so, I find myself very, very scared to allow myself to believe it could all be true. I have been very cautious about trusting him, or believing that maybe he's as on the level as I am, but I think I can start now...
Life is interesting, isn't it?
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