Chelsea: the soft, vibrating cat.

"he touched my hand and i nudged his back a little and then we interlocked fingers :)"
"it was like a 2 and a half hour embrace, whilst watching zombies kill people."
"he pulled his head back and looked at me, and smiled."
"his lips are like thin jizz sticks."
"it's like 'hello tongue, how are you today? ooh you're a very nice tongue, yes, i do like you, mm'"
"like acrobatic tongues, but in a cute way."

I figured I should share some snippets of my detailed explination of a lovely event that surpassed not too long ago.

So, what can I say? I suppose I'm feeling pretty darn happy most of the time, and it's just crazy. I read some little things I'd written such a long time ago about loving and caring and needing, in my little journal, and I smiled a little. It was like I finally realised that after two months of that mean old hole always there to make me feel a little lonelier, I hadn't allowed myself to remember, anything.

All I had to do was sneak a glance in his direction, and everything flowed back. And it wasn't painful, or sad, It was sweet. So, the fact that it could be this sweet again, was amazing. I was back to feeling that "nothing else in the world is like this" type of feeling, and tingling all over at the soul enveloping power of those butterfly's wings.

So that's all I really have to say, I guess I could ramble a bit longer, but I'm thinking maybe about giving these irregular writings a bit more structure and direction, like maybe talking about things that could make people "ooh" and "aah" and "hrrm" in mild philosiphicality.

Stay tuned.