Hello Everyone:
It's a late Sunday afternoon/just about evening and I'm just loafing around. The overnight at the Sometime BF's went well. I met his mum, one of his brothers and his wife, and an old friend. We had a rather pleasant dinner at this Italian restaurant near the BF's apartment. I didn't have much of a chance to get know everyone but I'm hoping the next time I come, I'll be able to spend more time instead of just a quick visit. The apartment itself is a cozy space, perfect for two people. The whole building is a rather new development with a very corporate feel to it. Now quite as lived in as I prefer but it'll do. I came back the next day because I had to go to my sister's for a farewell meal for the Teenage Nephew. He's leaving for school in Israel tomorrow. On the way back to my place, we stopped at a diner in the Mid-City area for a late lunch. It suddenly hit me that I wasn't panicking about getting stuff done. It was the weirdest feeling, just being able to sit and enjoy my food without worry. That's a new sensation. It's like I didn't have a care in the world. That only thing that was on my mind was the BF and that delicious omelette. That last time I had that feeling was about a year ago, when I was in the U.K. It was nice then and now. Tomorrow, it's back to the grind until the weekend. That's something else, actually looked forward to spending Friday evening dinner with mum and the BF. Something is definitely wrong when I start to feel happy and relaxed. Is feeling happy and relaxed normal? Because I forgot what those are like.
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