thinking...

about the fun stuff.
I had so much fun last night because I just love so much when I can connect with someone. What I mean by connection is this: I was able to completely be myself. There are levels to being oneself, but I mean, I could really say how I feel, what I'm excited about, my thoughts, and he got it. He really seemed to understand in a way that told me he didn't just understand but felt a fair amount of it himself too. I think. I can't tell you how rare it is that I find someone that I can relate with like this, and it's like gold when I find it. Only better. It will only be as cool as I think it is if it was similar for him. I hope I related with him and really understood him: I felt really in tune with what he was saying. I felt like it would be fun to talk so much more. I feel like I need someone strong and protective in my life: I want to rest my head on his chest and just stay there for awhile. I even had a dream about it a couple nights ago. I mean in the nicest way that I want to kind of protect him too. Not that he needs it, but he kind of does. He is very strong, and such a beautiful, kind, giving person, and that is just why he deserves to have someone take care for him. How can I help him to not be so troubled by stuff? How to not get so bothered when other people don't live up to their potential, and so on. I'm going to have to think on that. I am realizing that one has to be pretty strong in her sense of self to be close to him; he expects no less. It's such a compliment really. More thinking...