Remember when my friends had to cancel our roadtrip to Philly and I made an impulsive decision to go anyway and fly there on my own? I had never been there and had to drop a lot of cash to make it happen but something told me I should still go, even alone. I was going there to take a class and did NOT expect to meet a new crush or start a relationship or really expect to ever return to Philly again for anything. But then I met such a wonderful person who lives there! And we have talked on the phone for the past month and now they visited me this past weekend on their first ever trip to Ottawa. I showed them around town and introduced them to Hazel and Jesse and it was a truly lovely visit. I’ve been trying to be way more pragmatic and realistic and calm this time around, but there is no denying that this is amaaazing and I’m psyched as fuck. I can’t fight it. I’m giddy. Now what have I done?? I’m going to have to go back to Philly sometime again soon I guess. I truly did not see this coming. But you know me. I shoulda guessed maybe. I swear one day I will go on a trip by myself without falling in love. But really I can’t be trusted to take solo vacations cause I always get a crush real bad.
Fuck.
