So I'm back in Spokane for the moment, on vacation. It's been a really great vacation. I took two weeks off work, so I've had time to relax and not rush around and try to do everything in three or four days...

I took a Greyhound bus down to Pullman to see Christina play her senior piano recital. She's amazing. She's one of the greatest college pianists in the country, so it was a treat to see her. Then we went to her house and talked till late in the night.

Yesterday I saw my old film teacher/my dad's old student-turned-coworker/our family friend, Denise show her documentary in the Spokane International Film Festival. It was pretty good.

After I went to the SpIFFies, Ellie picked me up and we got ready to go out for the night. First we went to some swing dance club to say hello to our friend Thai, but he had a new girlfriend and barely had time to come talk to us. So we left and we met up with...

...Brandon Hansen. Yeah. My ex. The one who broke my heart almost exactly two years ago. We've been texting, I think I mentioned that a while back. Well, we agreed to hang out. So we did.

At first it was super awkward, because I was so nervous. I didn't know exactly what he wanted. When we've been texting, he's become very sexual with what he says... But he was never like that when we dated, so I didn't know what to expect.

So we went to a bar and had a couple drinks, and sat around making awkward small talk... Eventually Brandon starts texting me from across the table, because I guess that's the best way for him to communicate. He hasn't changed very much...

But through his texting, he managed to entice me to his room... Where we made some more awkward small talk... had an awkward hug, talked some more, and then we kissed.

It was a very special kiss... It was so familiar, everything came back right at that instant. The way his lips feel, the way he likes to be kissed...

Being with him again was a very good feeling... I love how it felt to be back in his arms... He's the most wonderful cuddler.

It's good that I'm only in town for one more week, because I think this has the potential to turn into some serious heartache and drama for me, and I don't need that. I don't regret what we did, and I loved the feeling, but I know we would never work out... It's easier to just move back to another state 3000 miles away.

But oh, to hear him whisper my name like that, all breathless... to tell me I smelled amazing, and looked nice...