One of those conversations that lasts for hours, makes your throat go hoarse, and leaves you wondering if you'll ever find anything to say ever again.
And with the person, you do. It just falls into place. The ease, the casual joy of even small moments together, the feeling of being less alone.
Since we all like to see those little flags fluttering about that say, "yes, she is like me," here are some basic points of commonality we may or may not share:
military brat, college grad, only just now starting to see where I might be going, foodie, blogger, fan of old and musty books, cheese enthusiast, muser, surprisingly spiritual
Other things you may or may not need to know about me:
physically, emotionally, and spiritually large; living with family for now; very invested in the well-being and relative happiness of one meager feline; INFJ
I was going to move away, because Kitsap can feel a little too small. Then I drove back up from Vancouver, WA, saw the mountains settling in for the evening behind the Narrows Bridge, and was done thinking. I'm staying here. Now to save up for acreage!