monsoon season

crush #2 was in town this past weekend. we were having all this fun on saturday afternoon, and i accidentally blurted out that i was in love with him, and then quickly covered his mouth so he wouldn’t say anything back. then i asked him if he’d ever seen a monsoon, because that’s what all my emotions were like. he said, do you mean a monsoon season? and i said, no, i mean, a monsoon, and he was like, do you actually know what a monsoon is? (wikipedia: “monsoon is traditionally defined as a seasonal reversing wind accompanied by corresponding changes in precipitation, but is now used to describe seasonal changes in atmospheric circulation and precipitation associated with the asymmetric heating of land and sea”).

so apparently, no, i do not know what a monsoon is.

at any rate, it all felt awesome in the moment, such a relief to the heart region. but then on sunday i got scared and had a miniature weteyed breakdown in his truck. because i just felt so vulnerable. and scared. and like, maybe i should have played my cards closer to my vest. and been cooler. and waited till he said something first. but he was super sweet and kind and said he was going to overwhelm me with an avalanche of love (eventually).

weather metaphors, getting the job sort of done, since this past weekend