I sent
my darling a very
cheesy, mushy homemade Valentine today. I can't wait to see him this weekend. I was talking to him online tonight and he asked me what I would say if
he asked me to marry him. Although I'm not really thinking about
marriage at this point in my life, I wouldn't hesitate to say yes. I told him whenever he asked me to marry him I would say yes. It's so weird I've found the boy I want to be with for the rest of my life. That's serious stuff and it blows my mind. I really feel like grown-up-hood is sneaking up on me.
Earlier this evening Psydereal and I were at Java Break trying to study. We started to talk about drugs, one of our most favorite topics. She said "I want to roll next week, but at the same time I kind of don't." I know exactly what she's talking about. I will always be an advocate of legalizing drugs and allowing people to choose for themselves what substances they want to put in their bodies. Used by a responsible, informed user drugs aren't nearly as harmful as society claims they are. But I'm nearing a point in my life where I really don't care if I ever do another drug in my life. I've gotten everything I will ever get from ecstasy. I don't see it offering me any new, amazing experiences. A year ago I would have seen that as a sad thing, not wanting to do drugs anymore, but I guess I'm just moving on. God help me, am I growing up? Talking about marriage, thinking about giving up drugs. It's very surreal, but it's not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Yeah it's scary, but a lot of things are.