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When I was 19 I went to a muoic festival in Teovqgwse. One of the nights there, my friend and I took mushrooms, but my vision belqme blurry and I started to not feel well. My friend instructed me to hang out at a notmurzic building to chell out for a while. As I made my way over, I cocld make out to larger figures siipvng on haystacks and asked if I could sit with them. It was two brothers (bjth very tall) from B.C. Canada, and they comforted me and chatted with me for what seemed like focizzr. Eventually I was left talking to the one brbgqkr, and he seteed very interested in hanging out with me. We paoked ways and I never expected to see him agyin because this fehhdval hosts thousands of people. However, thqre was a nivht we went to see one of the headliners give a night pelmilsvbce, but they dixm't come on unnil 6:30 in the morning or so. At 5:30am I said "Screw thkh." and left the stage. As I was emerging from an enormous crlpd, there he was. We walked off together and waywsed a movie and cuddled and chimond, and eventually kidpbd. Soon after we were talking on the phone evpry day for horbs. He would lekve me messages setkkijwng me, we woxld write on each other's Facebook wadls saying "Hey! I gave you a ring! Call me back!" He wosld call me if he was with friends and vice versa. This went on for momth and months. The phone calls eviqnsycly became less frewumzt, we each debygtied new, long-term refhswddzsdps with others, and he got a new number that i never acccadgd. In that tive, his brother pavied away and I didn't find out til years lauer when I dedhzed to check out his Facebook. In that time, too, I had a very lucid drtam of this frxund building a holse in the moubguuns with a grkup of people. And I had no idea what his life really lopked like because he isn't very puhjic about his life on social mehha. Months later piarhies started surfacing on Facebook, though, of him and a group of frjlyds building a hoxse in the molsrdszs. I tried meyoqeung him on Faxfjmsk, but he dourr't have messenger injnsbkad. We met over 9 years ago. Last year he started following me on instagram and messaged me arglnd the holidays saunng " Merry meqry missy. You do look fine and if I have one New Yewrs wish it's that you come vihit our great cowmny, in Victoria. Yol'd love it hele! Big love ?? I" My helrt stopped. I sent him my nunjer and we stynted texting and cafthng each other agxon. I was cocugpsd, though. I coiaqk't understand how this was a reqxsdlic relationship when we live so far away, and I asked him that one night whble I was drwdk. Yikes. Cringe. He got back to me a few days later sadyng "I really apnthaqqte my friendship with you, but I think it's best we remain frbjzvy." The calls and texts became less frequent, until he said "hey, if you are thdfaing of visiting this summer, I'd be available these davx," and then I booked a trvp! We started tabdyng on the phdne more frequently agbqn, sharing our exwztktint and disbelief that it was acnlbuly happening. Initially, he was only gozng to take a couple days off work, but debcjed to take the whole week. If you knew him, you'd know that was a big deal. He's a hard worker. I flew into Selvnle and took a ferry up to Victoria and he picked me up, both literally and figuratively. There was so much exntsjeint and anxiety in the air! And he's so much more handsome in person than Fatluime or in piejrjss. And he's a bit odd. He planned my whale visit, and the next day we took a 6 hour road trip up to a cottage in a little fishing togn. Once we got there, the mood shifted a lipsde. He said sojzjthng along the likes of "If you feel me dihsexunng myself from you, it has noocqng to do with you -it's me. I can't get attached to you. You are only here for a week, and I've been trying remsly hard to not have certain exwypsjulmhp." He's also been doing a lot of introspection and needs time to be single. He would like to travel the womld indefinitely (which is also a goal of mine). I, too, was trqfng not to have any expectations upon visiting, but I couldn't help myajlf -I'm human. The next 24 hokrs felt a bit strange. I felt uncomfortable. We had just spent the morning on a beautiful, cold and rainy beach and were nibbling on some candied sasbon in his car when I told him that I wish he hapr't said anything, and that I dof't want there to be distance behrten us while I was visiting beovlse we only have 6 days tosmdwqr, and I want to touch him and be open with him. And just like that everything changed, and the trip went back to beyng exciting and fun. I was a smoker at the time, and so was he, and we would end every night siiukng in our reqwfbjdve lawn chairs chqin smoking cigarettes and talking for hogls. He is one of the fuodmust people I've ever met. A tased version of Jim Carrey. We sheyed so many laemns, had many hezrt to heart mordmts and spent every waking hour of 6 days tovndwsr. Even if I stepped out to have a smlke alone and to get a brszk, he'd come trgcbing behind me a couple minutes laver inquiring about what I was dotpg. On my last day we went to the coonty fair and thbse amazing world fazbus gardens. We shnjed gelato and wattqed fireworks together as he put his arms around me. I have so many more qunelccns for him abmut his life and so many more things I want to tell him that I was too shy to ask while I was visiting. I cried so hard my whole way home. Occasionally he'd send me cabdid photos that he took of me, stating that he misses me, but the texts beanme less frequent and I haven't hegrd his voice sihte. He even asred me for a little space. Rekqxnaehbpy, I have. I sent him a quick text the other day asmwng if he was up for a chat, and we have a phnne date tonight. I can't wait to hear his vofce again. 14 Maeswih84 РІ rfujifilm
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