Three years ago today, I met netgoth in St. Augustine. That night, I told her some things about myself I’d only ever told a few people before (namely my therapist). I also told her that I loved her.
Shockingly enough, she didn’t run screaming. Go figure.
Sometimes it feels like it was just yesterday, and sometimes it’s hard to believe it’s only been 3 years.
I’m a lucky, and happy, man.