I have been offered the permanent position that I was hoping for. The department probably isn’t my ideal, but…baby steps. I have decided to take it and start making myself at home.

The weekend was non-stop. I want to write about The New Guy, but I am still in that weird place where the permanence of mentioning him here makes me a little freaked out. Besides that, after our history of marathon dates, the fact that I still don’t see him being around too long makes it all seem a little pointless.

I will say that we have been having a lot of innocent fun together and it has been nothing, if not refreshing. Sometimes he seems far away, as I am sure I do as well. Sometimes he is more real and attentive than I remember anyone ever being. My sensitivity to his distance is minimal though, because I expect less than I have from others in the past. I don’t know whether that’s good or bad. But it is. Either way, I have regained a lot that has been lost by just having had this experience. If that makes any sense. I just don’t know anyone else I could sit on the floor, drink wine, and listen to Bob Dylan with. And really, sometimes all a girl needs is to hear, "God, you look amazing."

That’s all I’m saying about that.

Yesterday was a beautiful day. Casper and I spent it on the boardwalk with Beam. Days like that make me love it here. I can’t imagine living anywhere else.

Stuck-in-my-head Song of the Day: "Crazy Love" Van Morrisson