Tears of laughter before bed.
It seems that St, and I have created a new bedtime routine together. For the past week, we made eachother laugh to tears with the most ridiculous jokes possible. If love making is a conversation taken to the bedroom, we’re in for some crazy fun next Friday.
Tutoring was productive this morning, and I made progress on my studies for both subjects. I also cleaned, and organized my new place. The first joke St, and I exchanged today was about me looking for my pants. Literally. I couldn’t remember in which bin or box I placed them, and spent 90 minutes looking for them. I did organize as I went, but it was pretty ridiculous.
I really like my new appartement. It’s so quiet. The neighborhood is gorgeous, and I save 20 minutes on my bus rides to, and from university. I have a good feeling about this place, and I hope I get to stay a while here.
All is coming together wonderfully. When it clicks, it clicks.
