my trip to portland was short & sweet. i can’t wait to go back but i’m really looking forward to vegas next week. i feel like i’m living out of a suitcase. okay, fine.. not really. but it’s fun to imagine.
is it weird that i can imagine living together already? i was at target with stephy pie and i saw the cutest dishes and all i could think of was, “alex. apartment. future.” i get that way sometimes, when i see things that both of us would really like. particularly in Ikea - i can imagine our furniture, our bedsheets, our lamp, our chairs. i don’t know, is that weird?
we’re in no shape to move in together yet. he still has one more year of college to finish. i start this teaching assistant job in september which i’m looking forward to. i don’t know what his plans after college are and whether or not he’ll be moving back to the bay or staying in portland. it’s something we haven’t really discussed. if he does move back to the bay, he’ll probably live in sausalito with his parents, or — if there’s room — he’ll move in with zack and noah.
he always says things like, “i can’t wait until we have our own place” and “we should move here someday” (in reference to seattle or, currently, these cute apartments in portland we passed by) and i always get so giddy… it’s kind of scary but kind of cool that he may be the last person i’m going to fall in love with. i can see myself with him and as scary as that is.. it’s comforting. and just knowing he sees things for US makes it less scary.
i always thought that, after Mark, i wouldn’t date for a long time. that relationship really, really messed me up. but it’s true that everything happens for a reason and i’m happy, so completely and utterly happy. and i’m in love. i love him so much.
okay, end the mushiness. vegas next week, it’s gonna be nuts!!
