What a trip

So I got back to my apartment earlier tonight. A week later than originally planned. I don't even know where to begin....

Florida was amazing. Too many memories to even begin to speak of. Prophets, shrooms, demons, laundromats, space travel, pretzels, marriage proposals, lesbians.. it continues.

And then there's Arkansas. My time in Florida was cut short a week when Dustin showed up at the pier one day. He just decided to get in his car, drove to Florida to surprise me, stayed with Jane and I a few days, and well.. I drove back to Arkansas with him. We walked around Mobile, Alabama late one night for about an hour. It was magical. I know.. Mobile, Alabama. But it was perfect. And we somehow also wound up in New Orleans overnight and spent half the following day exploring the city. Two days in the car together and it felt like 10 minutes. We talked and joked.. and smoked.. and laughed and cried and held each other. It's all surreal. I'm still trying to wrap my head around it.

I spent 2 weeks at his house in Little Rock. And now I'm moving there. Yeah. I'm moving to Arkansas in about 2 months' time. I've only come back here to pack my things for good. This is the only thing that's ever made sense in all my life.

I've never felt more certain about anything. I've fallen in love with my best friend.