what I wrote two days ago
? Well, the day after the incident
I related (but before I wrote about it here), I called my current girlfriend
and attempted to relate the galvanizing
tale to her, especially since it involved her. But the words were way too unformed
in my head, and it came out sounding like a pathetic rant
about still loving my first love
garnished with vague assertions. My current girlfriend
is smart enough to know that I wouldn't call her and jauntily
drop such a bomb disguised as good news, so she assumed rightly that I would clarify when my brain cells grow back
and that everything is OK
Nonetheless, hearing (or being perceived to be saying) such unclear ravings can unsettle a person, especially when the two players are 6,000 miles apart. The phonecall also got interrupted prematurely by her dead-batteried cordless phone, and since she was in the process of putting her son to bed and he was fast asleep on her stomach, she didn't call back and I knew she wouldn't. Instead I (and seemingly she) stayed just a bit unsettled. She called me the next day but as fate would have it I had very little time, as yet another ex-girlfriend was on her way over to help me sell off some of my books since I have no car. Since my ex-girlfriend has been somewhat cranky lately (even crankier than me), I didn't want to keep her waiting, so I had to cut things short with my current girlfriend, which meant I couldn't launch into a new! improved! now more eloquent! version of the incident, not that it was THAT big of a deal, but unfinished things annoy me.
But today I called her and we got to talk for two luxurious hours, something I eagerly await when I'm actually there. Somewhere in there I related my experience, the long and the short of which was that I felt myself breaking through into a new phase of my life and that phase had her in it, and I was mightily pleased about that. She was equally pleased. And by the end of the call, I was happier than I've been in weeks.
*fires off flare gun*