ferrydust

22 January 2004 Thursday

measure in love

so i’m asked what i think about it having been pretty much already, and almost offiically, one full year. three offhanded comments to note upfront here: 1) i must work on paper tonight. that needs to be done from my life so i can get on with all else. 2) the Rent song, Seasons of Love most always comes to mind when i start to think in these terms. 3)...

i’m happy. i’m well. i’m comfortable. i’m more than optimistic about the future: i’m sure of it. there’s really nothing missing. it’s just a matter of everything all coming together now, and it will, and it will be wonderful. should i be incredulous? amazed? impressed? i am. every now and then i really am. but it’s not about that whole year thing, or about the awesomeness of “forever”... i’m just…

it’s right.

the singlemost thing that really flips my tummy and excites me about everything, and sends me into small fits of euphoria, is: when i hear/see, and when i feel, that you’re sure too.

it’s sabemos.

je t’aime.