Mine for once is going well. I am able to spend time with someone who is so fun, sweet, caring, and a weirdo like me. Someone who I feel like I can not hold back and be weird as hell. I can not feel guilty for sitting around the house watching TV. We can crack stupid jokes and make each other laugh senselessly. Where has this person been this whole time? He even rinses off all the dishes when he puts them in the sink or makes my bed. Do I deserve this? Hopefully. I'm ecstatic. And I don't want to go crazy and and move too quickly but it all just feels so great, exciting and real. For once. It feels real. Really. Fucking. Good.