i should be openly confused more often. like not directly to people probably, although it couldn't hurt. i've gotten a little better about it but i still think i've got some pride to shake
the nice thing about a second honeymoon period is that it's rather tempered and ambivalent, there's still some unsure excitement but you're too familiar with one another to be under any misconceptions of perfection
life gets a lot more comfortable and a lot more confident when you figure out what responsibilities are acceptable (appropriate?) to abnegate and which should be respected
it's easy to look back and be dismissive about how long my attachment to gail lingered, but spending less than a week away from kasey kitty has me feeling a lot more sympathetic