I've never had a bad halloween, and even 2020 halloween was pretty alright.
Although I think I just agreed to a date with the sober guy? I have avoided him since last year, mainly because I assumed he wouldn't be willing to get covid tested for me, but, I guess I was wrong to assume that. He called and this time I decided to answer.
It was nice to hear his voice and hear him talk about the road trip he took cross country. He's been sober 3 years now (and has had the same employer for 16 years, unlike a certain someone.) He said a lot of things that resonate with me, about wanting a simpler quieter life away from this chaotic metropolis full of bars and traffic. He wants to buy a house in the country with chickens and horses, and I admit for a moment I was imagining us together in this dream house. I doubt I'd run away with him, but it's nice to imagine.
Realistically, he'll probably get tested and then maybe we'll go hiking and without a doubt we'll jump each other's bones, and then cuddle and talk just the right amount, and then he'll go back home because he's more comfortable sleeping at his house, and that also makes me feel more comfortable to not have my space invaded the next morning. We are very compatible that way. (I think if ever there was anyone who would be able to have a successful adult open relationship with me, it's him, but that's a whole other topic.)
Just a nice temporary reunion is all I can really handle right now, and he's the only one I know who won't make it weird and strikes the right balance of making me feel wanted but not being a total pest. He knows how to do the dance with me. If I want him to back off he will, or if I want him to text every night, he will.
I can still change my mind before he gets tested if I decide I'm too lazy to put on pants. I'll see how I feel tomorrow.
10:36 p.m. - 2020-10-31