In a couple of meetings...

...we went from two scarred individuals frightfully reaching towards each other to regular weekend trips across Europe. At times I think I'm absolutely in love with him, at times I think I'm not. At both times I appreciate what it cost me to find this person, the way I feel with him, the good qualities he displays. Of course there are drawbacks, dislikes and stuff of a kind, but it's secondary at the moment. I don't know where this is going but I want to find out.

I've just returned from the five-day-stay at his place, feel bare, raw and cold. That's fine, he's coming here next week. I almost can't believe it's actually happening.