So I'm apparently moving on. In a good way.
Last weekend, I had chance to spend some time with a woman I've been friends with for several years. Since I moved out, we've started more openly flirting by unnecessarily meeting for coffee about our common group, chatting online, and texting. Nothing crazy, very light.
And then last weekend, we were at a convention together. I walked her to her room at the end of the night as I had a few things I was in charge of and had to attend to and It. Was. Just. There. And I kissed her. And she kissed back. And it was wonderful.
Butterflies are a little new. Again. But they never lose their power.
I'll just leave it there. There's more to come, but slowly for now. Never want to jump too fast.