There is a beautiful man. He thinks I'm pretty. I don't care that he's a bit older than me, I seem to like them that way. I had a art rebirth in the back of his truck when I was super high one day. Oh man did it make my heart sing. So I told him I would come and draw in the back of it. Today was that glorious day. However this did not get archived. Instead we went for a glorious walk, walk until our feet hurt and then played on the playground and in the rocks. I had a dream about him the other night. Tonight I told him. He had one too. Oh my god did my heart just fall out of my butt? I can't believe I'm this excited. I hope something goes from here