>I’m going to Blue Man Group on Sunday.

We’re taking a limo… but I can’t post this yet.

I’ve asked Danielle to go with me, she was rather excited.

However — the usual difficulties apply.

I don’t know why my relationships always involve intrigue. It’s never been quite this sneaky before, but it’s such a care-free time when we’re together. Danielle seems at peace, and I know I am.

We both run all over the place, a good example is at home: cleaning and picking up. I’ve witnessed her as though I’m gazing into a mirror — darting here and there, jumping from item to item, and doing it just to get it done.

We’ve exchanged a few notes thus far, seems the only time when we can have words between us. When we actually do get to spend time, it’s hurried and/or just nice to snuggle together. I don’t always have everything on my mind when I’m with her either — and certainly don’t tend to have the clearest of consciousness, so a delayed response via text seems suiting.

She has many worries as to where life is going, and I did too — I don’t want to seem like I’m the older one who’s figured things out, but I think I can help her out with a few techniques. She’s spoken of “changing boys” to how she likes them, like modifying the behavior and/or bad habits. That doesn’t worry me, however. I can’t be changed as a person, and I know I have bad habits that no one else notices, even myself – sometimes, so having someone conscious of such things wouldn’t be a bad thing. However — I think that was mainly with the individuals whom she had been around previously. She’s done a lot to bring herself above that – she’s a better person and deserves better.

I wish I could tell our friend somehow. She is afraid of the two friends pairing off and leaving her alone… being out of the loop, and that makes sense – but I think the main reason we’re being so careful is that neither of us is sure at this point. We know we like being around each other – that it’s a happy time when we’re able to hang out, and that it’s not quite the same when we’re around other people because it can’t be — we can’t let on. We don’t want to cause a big commotion and have it fall back down on us if things don’t work out.

I like it, it’s thrilling sometimes, leaving a shirt behind… or something out of place, or having to delete the caller id. If this ends up being as good of a thing as it seems at this point, it won’t be an issue to tell her later on. We’ll be happy, and be able to tell her…

I hope that day comes, it’s tough, and makes me feel bad. At the same time, however – to let her know without knowing ourselves is unneeded hardship. Until we know this really is something that’s “worth the trouble”. Otherwise we’ll just go our separate ways and no one will be the wiser… yeah… that’s it.