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First, I just wanted to say something I haven't - I really like all the comments I get for this site from readers out there. I know I don't really respond, but I always get excited when I see people have commented. Feedback is always good, so keep it coming.

But more importantly, I had one of the best four days of my life recently. So good that it's kinda hard to sit down and write about it without getting a little bit tangled up about it being over. So if you don't like mushy, you're reading the wrong post, cause I'm feeling eight kinds of mushy right now, unapologetically so.

So I spent the last few days with my girlfriend Jessie, who is, by all reasonable standards, amazing. As such, the weekend was correspondingly amazing. You see, relationships in the real world are great, but there is a whole lot of stuff to deal with besides the relationship. But every so often you get to have a few days where really nothing else matters and you become nearsighted. Everything beyond each other is just blurry. And that's so cool.

Selected highlights:

- Going to Jessie's dad's beach house and getting to walk along the beach at night, then hang out on the beach during the day. Unfortunately, it was raining a lot of the day, but we got to enjoy the beach during the few hours it wasn't raining. Jessie got burnt worse than I did, and she "never burns." Bwahahaha the pastey boy wins for once. It'll never happen again.

- drinking a bottle of wine that Jessie got in Italy and had saved for a whole year. I dunno, it just made me feel mature and independent and the wine was good.

- Letting Jessie shave me. She actually did a better job than I usually do - no deep gashes on the chin or neck. And I found out that girls' shaving cream is a lot better than guys'. Laugh if you want, I know I did.

- Getting bored and playing "truth or dare" which is so nostalgically 8th grade, but then again, I remember playing "spin the bottle" with some people after senior year of high school too. What's my age again? ----- or ----- How old would I be if I didn't know how old I am? Jessie asked me this: "If you could relive, but not change, one day of your life, which one would it be?" which was, I thought, a good question. I couldn't pick. I narrowed it down to five days, but I'm not gonna talk about them here, because I'll probably offend poeple by forgetting a really great day that included them. That's the kind of question where you think of a really great answer days later.

- Seeing a sign that set the speed limit at 19mph. Why 19? Why? Was 20 really too fast, to the point they had to lower it one mph? I'd love to be a fly on the wall when that decision was made.

- Singing in the car to one of our favorite songs under the safety blanket of music that was slightly louder than our voices. I felt brave somehow.

- Telling her stuff I had never told her before and getting that scared feeling in my stomach. And then feeling great because it felt great to not have secrets.

I'm sure I'm forgetting some stuff, but suffice to say it was enough to make me feel infinite all over again. And I miss her like hell.

Posted by Ben at July 23, 2003 11:14 PM