Opposite of me

So.....I was thinking about you this whole biking trip. It was beautiful, nerve-racking at times, but visually stunning and I thought wouldn't she love this? Of course! It got me thinking that travelling with you will be wonderful and then.......on the boat ride home from Gibsons, the light falling duly on the ferry's bow -- I read your email. And smiled the rest of the way home......

So, with my knees a complete wreck and aching to the bone, I cycled slowly and eventually dismounted to walk my bike up Yew to my apartment. I thought, this is so unreal, but it is real. This is happening and I don't want to do anything to mess it up. I want to see where it goes and for how long, and when I won't feel like I will. I just need to see you, be in your presence, spend quality time learning about each other (there is always more to know...), and hold you when I kiss your delicate, moist lips.

After riding swiftly through the forested coastal highway, with the sun setting over the water and watching the sun fall behind the mountains, an ochre glow remaining in the sky....I thought this place is so beautiful and you are the person I would really love to share such moments with.

Anyway.....I just feel like the opposite of me....and it feels good. Not long principessa.......so just do your thing and I'll be there soon.

- J