I just returned from what I will have to surmise as the best date I have been on. She is incomprehensibly beautiful while idyllically okay with her place in this world. She has no immaturity. No worries for her frame or mind. She is by all accounts the most capable woman I have met. She wants to move to New York. And tonight I had some of the greatest intellectual and romantic oriented conversation in my short stint on this earth. We talked for five hours with drinks and gourmet pizza. This is the same girl from this. And I must say, she makes me feel good.

So for the air, I am the wind, that carries me closer to some kind of better life. Be aware, she made this possible, as I scrubbed the ice and snow from the windows of her car, her laughing, with a smile, paying kiss to what I felt. Which was tremendous.