This love thing -- wow -- I had forgotten how much my brain would turn into mush.
I think of the Hoosier Guy all the time, wondering what he's doing, if he's having fun, what's the next funny story/comment he'll share.
My working brain -- mush. Pure mush.
I am not complaining. No. No Freaking Way.
I'm Observing.
I observe that the Hoosier Guy keeps my mind active and thinking, even when we are apart, based on the conversations we've had the day, night or week before. We are constantly talking, constantly communicating in such a way I feel like I know him better now than I would have over six months of casual, once-a-week dating.
I also observe that I'm happy.
:)
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