partly out of comfort.
partly out of procrastination.
partly out of not-an-idle-moment-to-myself.

i'm en route to not being single, me thinks.
tell tale signs:
1. the ability to fall asleep and stay soundly slumbering with foreign object of my scarce affections in duvet fortress.
2. the loss of libido in contrast to the increased desire to make out.
3. the needless texting.
4. the commencement of weekday afternoon delighting with the "married" man. [[not really married, just partnered.]] [[[STOP JUDGING!]]]
5. the sudden need to move very far away to a place of reindeer, dead zones, and solitude.

so yeah...
i'm not entirely gung-ho.
but all my co-workers and friends are simply madly in love with the lad.
...and i'm trying not to be so damned mean.

i tell y'all this... i will certainly never underestimate the awkwardness [and disappointment] of being the more hung of my sudden pairings. though strangely enough... i never thought myself that sort.

[[who knew!?]]

[[[and there it is.]]]