Buena Vista: It's on, or is it?

This guy. He’s gorgeous. Probably the best looking guy that I’ve dated or been with. He’s also a bit awkward, totally goofy, and we have so much in common. We laugh, joke, hold hands to and from bars. Kiss...it’s sexy. We go back to his place and watch Key and Peel, and eventually end up in bed. I got about 42 minutes of sleep that night, and don’t regret a minute of it. We plan on seeing each other later at my work, then he isn’t able to come in. I invite him over for dinner, he says he’d love to, but has 12+ hours of traveling across country with a 3 year old that starts at 3 in the morning. I get it. I’m trying not to get hurt, get my hopes up, go into a downward spiral of imagining our life together. Especially because he’s gone for almost 10 days, and then I’ll be gone for a week. Did I mention that we're both flying across the country to the same place?

I've already imagined turning my spare bedroom into his son's room. He's asked me if I'd ever considered working in the kitchen again, and so naturally I've pictured our neighborhood bar that we'd build and run together, his son helping out in the kitchen...Our life together has played itself out in my mind. His son will come home from school, run to me, hug me, and bring me more joy than I could have ever previously imagined. His dad will come home and kiss me passionately when he crawls into bed after a long shift at the bar. We’ll spend mornings together reading, making plans, smiling and touching The kid will join us, snuggle in between us giggling. Days off will be in beautiful settings, listening to waves crash and snow fall. Being silent, and talking about everything. The only regret that we'll have is that we didn’t meet each other earlier, but knowing that was part of the ultimate plan. Sometimes I can be a hopeless romantic with an over active imagination.

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