Feels like fall these days. It's probably too soon for it, but I like the cooler weather and the crisp nights. Walking home from work tonight, I should have had a sweater. But fall is my favorite season, maybe because it's a little sad, like me. Things dying and all.
It's been a great summer. Sleep-deprived, with too much work and too much drinking, but great nonetheless. Although it is the first summer I can ever remember when I didn't go home. Maybe I'll go soon. I could use a few hugs and some facetime with my family.
The introduction of the American definitely made things more interesting. Kevin is a great guy, easy to be around, smart, honest, fun and completely well-adjusted. Not something I'm used to in meeting the 30-somethings that are still single out there.
Maybe that's one of the reasons he scared the shit out of me. Always talking about getting me my green card and shipping me off to the states. I'm not ready for that yet. Having only recently re-begun really living life after a three year hiatus, I have a very vested interest in Toronto at the moment.
Or maybe I'm just not ready for anything serious, my first priority at the moment is my relationship with myself. And not being able to trust in that yet, how can I trust in someone else? We're making progress though, me and Margaux. I'm trying to be more patient with her. She's trying. We'll get there.
Kevin and I broke up tonight. It was one of the easiest, nicest, most uncomplicated break ups I've ever had. He is truly a gentleman. It's just bad timing, complicated logistics. You never know what the future will bring.
But it makes me a little sad.
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