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Apparently I've posted 62 posts up to this point. So here is another one to add to the list.
Strange to think it's been 4 years since I last wrote anything my blog. I can't actually think of a reason why I stopped writing in the first place. I mean, I could say that school became my life. Or that my focus shifted to the in person relationships I formed here in Ruston. But none of those thing took up all of my time and there have been many many times where a post could easily have been made. I don't have anything else to say about that.
I wont try to sum up the past 4 years in a neat little paragraph. So much has happened that it wouldn't do justice to give it all a few sentences of description. Not to mention all of the things that I've forgotten along the way. I can't explain it. It's a part of my being now and that's as much as I can say about 4 years of my life.
What I CAN do is pick up from here. I'd like to say that I'll start writing regularly again, but at this point it would only be an empty promise. So lets just see what happens. And this concludes the forward.
My first quarter of graduate school is almost over. It wasn't actually very hard, but I only have two classes and they're the very first within the program. So, naturally, they wouldn't be hard. Well, no harder than any undergraduate class. I've enjoyed them, one more than the other, but I can say the best thing that has come from them has nothing to do with the classes themselves. What I mean is, being in class has allowed me to meet a fantastic woman by the name of Naomi.
It's kind of funny when I think about it. I'd come to my weekly class and find myself stealing glances to the side of me at this gorgeous woman. At some point I actually moved myself to sit directly next to her with the thinking that we could exchange looks every so often. Maybe a quick comment here and there. Anything to break the ice and get the conversation to come easier between us. I also got a better look at her hand from my new seat. Why the hand? To make sure she wasn't married, silly goose. Eventually it worked and words were spoken between us. Of course I was happy. Then, one evening after class, I just so happened to be passing by the ladies room as she was walking out of it. Of course I seized the opportunity to officially introduce myself and start a nice conversation with her. It was from that point that I knew I was going to ask her to dinner or coffee. Something, anything.
She accepted and we had a nice quite dinner last Tuesday. It was great. Full or interesting conversation between the two of us, giggling fits on both sides, and moments of silence where we found ourselves simply gazing at one another. Obvious chemistry in the air. Last night we had dinner again and saw a play. Both were very enjoyable, but my favorite part came afterward. We walked around campus and, to my excitement, climbed to the rooftop of a building downtown. We shared a lot of intimate kisses and it was all so amazing.
It's hard to describe how I feel about her as I don't think words could really capture the depth of it. Anyway, a woman is now in my life and I couldn't be happier.
That's all I have for now.
