I went to see my best friend from graduate school over vacation last weekend and it was great to see her. She and I have known each other for 11-years, and time with her made me realize that I’m so lucky to have as many best freinds as I do from different periods of my life. The gift of being 35, I guess. Anyway, she is interested in this guy, who knew this triathlete. She was gorgeous, the same sign as me, has also had a straight marriage, loves being outside, and is Italian. Lots of similarities, but she is chained to FL. Honestly, she can’t leave.
She is coming to see me this winter, and it feels funny. I mean that most of me feels like it is foolish. She sent me a picture of the full moon above the ocean about 8-hours after I landed home and told me that she wants to visit and does not care if my best friend is with her or not. I loved her non sequitur too, as she texted me the next day, “Do you want me to visit with or without my kids?” I love how direct she is and she said that we likely “gel” because of my East Coast attitude (where she is originally from). How much do we really gel though? Waiting until after the first of the year now is what I’m doing.
If we sleep together, isn’t that pretty self-destructive? It would likely hurt her too. We’ve done nothing currently, which is probably really good. Now, it will be interesting the way in which these next two months go, so I can see if we can see each other when she visits platonically. Why the hell am I so similar to a girl who lives 4.5 hours in a plane from me and can probably never leave?
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