I spent my mornings eating breakfast in a quaint little kitchen, my noons tanning & swimming at the beach, and my evenings eating lovely dinners cooked by my family. My Tuesday was dedicated to fishing with an attractive skipper thirty miles into the Gulf, and our dinner of mackerel, kingfish, and grunt was rather gratifying. Of course shopping on Wednesday was fun -- when is shopping not fun? -- and I love gelato. The aquarium was adorable, as always, and the manatees were pretty much the most adorable thing on that trip. Swimming at my grandma's while an old leathery lady was tanning was awkward, but fun. I hate getting chlorine up my nose. And though Friday was uneventful, it was nice.
But the best part of this week were the nights. I stayed up late, until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore, talking to him. Love? Maybe, but it doesn't really matter. It means a lot that I can stay up talking to someone, finally. It's been so long since I felt this closeness with someone. I don't know if four months is a long time in everyone's eyes but it was a slow four months, and I'm glad that they're behind me. Finally I have someone to look forward to. I don't feel so lost.
Maybe this spring break was the start of something really big.
"A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love."Kings and Queens -- 30 Seconds to Mars
-Stendhal
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