November 7th, 2009

13

I haven’t brought him up yet, but I’m in a relationship. Our anniversary’s coming up in a couple of weeks, and for the occasion I wanted to briefly talk about him. We have the perfect relationship. His name is Jack and he’s got a favorite number. He likes 13 because he thinks things marked as “unlucky” need to be rescued “before the public gets them and wrings their necks”. He’s got a way with words in a way that I could never. He brought me to the planetarium and told me the history of the building and stars both.

“Did you know that this place used to be a school? You can see it in the way the arches curve.”

“Do you know the myth of Ganymede? You probably don’t.”

He’s really clever. He knows a lot of things that I don’t. He’s got a good head on his shoulders and tells me what I should and shouldn’t do. I’ve admittedly always been a little bit directionless, so it’s for the best that somebody helps guide me. I love him a lot, and he loves me too. We met when I was still in high school. I love him.