Love Bites

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I’m 49 years old and just received my first hickey.  I feel like a teenager, and wonder if anyone thinks it’s really a love bite, or since I’m a climber if maybe I just got a rope pinched on my upper shoulder, or my back pack rubbed me wrong while out ski touring.

It’s fun being in love.  I really recommend it.  Stupid to say, but true.  This weekend the F-A-B was not feeling well, and I hesitated to do the four hours commute to go see him, but we’ve been having fun.  I’ve a had a sore throat and felt a bit achy, but I could easily have forced myself to do stuff if he was in better shape.  The happy circumstance is that the weather is also not great, no visibility and all we could have done together is maybe go to the climbing gym.  And so we’ve been relaxing.  We rented a movie on ITunes (Monsieur Ibrahim et les Fleurs du Coran) which I’d never seen. It was soft and nice, and I might choose one with the same nice, soft feeling tonight that I’ve seen a few times (Je vous Trouve Très Beau).

I wish there was a solution to us living so far away, but I can’t think of one.  And so we continue with one or the other of us attacking an eight hour commute every other weekend.  Love bites in more ways than one.

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  1. I think one of the best relationship is when you have a long distance one. You have the week to get things done and be on your own in your own space. Then when the weekend comes, you can just chill out with the one you love. You also appreciate each other more as well.

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