I spent all day pacing like a dumb ass... a little bit uneasy about my chances of success and trying to ease this pressure inside my chest all while wondering how you might react -- and whether or not this is going to have a positive impact -- AND is my long-lost chivalry making a comeback? I think I said "fuck it" (in a good way) over a thousand times today, and I can't believe I'm actually going through with this despite all my nervousness. My bipolar foot temperature made me unsure about running the risk, but I'm glad that I did because that look that we talked about before was back in full force.
I spent all day pacing... a little bit uneasy about how you might react. But, it was all worth it and I wish you could've seen your face.