In the several weeks since our first date, Camper and I have seen a LOT of each other. And it's only in this moment of reflection, trying to conjure up words for this blog post, that I'm realizing it's too much, too soon. He tells me often that he's crazy about me... and that he misses me when we're not together. I think we both need to allow for some distance, some mystery.
Saying that -- there have been those moments when I'm just thrilled to be walking down the street holding his hand. Just a few weeks ago, I looked upon those hand-holding couples with envy. Now, I'm suddenly one of them.
Yes, it's official -- we're a "couple". We determined rather early on that neither of us was dating anyone else. We've started to meet each other's friends. There are couple-y pics of us on Facebook... but I'm certainly NOT ready to declare us as being "in a relationship" on Facebook, for the world to see. Save that for a few months down the road.
And yet... I must admit, New Guy lurks in the back of my mind. To be continued...