Ten years

Finally meeting. I still don't know what I think about that. It was like a fuzzy dream laced with stout. What do you do when you know someone but you don't actually? I guess the same thing will happen when I meet you someday, too. Then would it be just as awkward? So far these meetings have been entirely positive. But they bring trouble, or at least tension, when the person is of the opposite sex. Is that because all we humans are programmed to do is think about fucking and react appropriately with adrenaline bursts for our fight or flight reflex. I think it's interesting... though Fitz thinks I'm a little too eager, and not descriminating against whom I meet, that I'm looking for trouble.