So, I have news for you blogger. Significant news. Grace and I have decided to let each other go. Our relationship was seriously discussed over the course of the afternoon, and in between catching up and reminiscing, we agreed that what we share is a friendship and not a relationship. We hope for each other the best, love each other still and always, as is the nature of true Love, but from now on, when we write or call or visit, we will no longer have between us the faded committment that was strained awkwardly, and instead only the concommitance of two people who know each other well and share the desire to interact in pursuit of interests, emotional supports and personal achievements. It will take some getting used to, but that is life. Change is life, as much as we fear it.

Another bit of significant news. I'm in Love. I don't mean I just love someone new, but that I have found a grand Passion that consumes me. It makes me giddy and afraid, but it fills me with so much happiness that I can hardly bear it. I've met Lara Young, and she causes everything in my life to sparkle, and everyone else in my life to stand half in shadow. We were instantly understood by the other, our inner barriers completely destroyed or overpassed in each other's gazes. We loved each other from the moment we met, and it was never a secret between us, but we believed we could remain merely friends, having respect for my relationship and my love for Grace. I am like a boy who has stared too long into the sun, bright white spots blurring my vision, making me see the sun everywhere I look. It was not she who caused the end of my relationship with Grace, but that in light of this Love, I was forced to see everything in my life, all of me, and reexamine it. I realized instantly that it would be one of the greatest mistakes of my life to not reach out both of my hands to take hers. We have already taken a walk in the woods, where I saw my first firefly, sat in a boat reading poetry loudly, and danced alone until almost dawn. She taught me to paint with oil paints, and I made her play the piano parts to songs I wrote for cello and piano. She's not my girlfriend, and we're not dating, at least not yet. Nothing is formal except the overpowering love and the certainty, the one hundred percent certainty that this is right and good. If you desire that I should be happy, then smile, for I am happier than I could have believed, and each day it just grows and grows and grows.