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So, I vowed myself that I would never ever have a long distance relationship again. Absolutely, positively not. It was just too difficult. Its not that Im not the type of person who cannot stand on my own, I can most definitely. Its the fact that I am more of the touchy affectionate type. There are those who are in relationships that do not even hold hands when they walk up the street I aint that type. I just miss the person too much. I would like to have them around to just be with and do things with. If this sounds like I am speaking from experience, well, I am.
Presently, correspondence with Elizabeth has progressed onward to daily phone calls between New Orleans and here, in Rochester, NY. The phone companies are really having a ball with us. So far, only AT&T and MCI have been battling it out. Whatever happened to Sprint? I do not know, but needless to say, we are getting some good deals switching back and forth.
Finally, the conversation dwindles to a peak, You know? I say, I cant do a long distance relationship thing. I just cant. Im no good at that.
Liz responds in her usual cute voice, I am aware of this. I cannot have a relationship like that either.
What should we do about it then?
I am unsure of that.
A pregnant pause develops in the conversation. I rack my brains for a few seconds and look up at the kitchen light. Hey, why dont you come here.
Peter? What?
Well, you can move here. You can finish up school here and stay with me. Well work out something out.
Are you serious?, she asked with a smile in her voice, Im not sure what to say.
Well think about it for a little while.Both she and I were both bewildered about this proposal for a while. It seemed like a great idea yet, very unprepared. Usually, a modification like this upon a couples relationship required a lot of evaluation therefore, concluding towards a justification blah blah blah. Ahhh, the zest of life. No, there is no justification upon these actions. And, there is no rationale to back things up either. But, sometimes, your gut will just tell you Everything will just be okay.
Looks like March will be the time-frame.
Till next time friends,
Peter
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