I’m totally just waxing on here. I feel like the caterpillar from Alice in Wonderland. I’m just sitting around on this toadstool pontificating about the finer points of our love. Except I’m not smoking from a hookah I’m eating taffy. Taffy I got from my happy sexy road-tripping daddy. Num num!

I am going to kiss on your neck a lot when I see you again. I am lazing about thinking of you, thinking of kissing you, and I really want to just bury my head there. I love the I love sounds you make when i make you feel good. I love the way you smell.

Our connection is comprehensive. It is both emotional and rational/intellectual. It is rooted in the realm of sensuality/physicality as much as it is based on idealism and romance. The result is satisfying.

I want to talk about what I mean when I refer to our intellectual connection. Our intellectual connection is what allows us to discuss our emotions and sexual chemistry with any sort of clarity or precision.

I really loved today how you described the way you actually respond to what is happening between us. You described the way your emotions manifested because you couldn’t find the appropriate words to describe your emotions. That was some top drawer communication skills from you, Craig, as far as I’m concerned. I just think our ability to work over ideas and wonder about stuff together is pretty special.

I can’t believe that I’m about to say what I’m about to say. Seriously, if anyone would have told me a year ago that I would use the word Im about to use, I would have told them to get outa town. So, here goes.

I think you are my soulmate.

Dude, I know.