The emotional highs and lows in that type of relationship add an intense stress to even the most calm lives. Most of them are doomed from the beginning. Which got me thinking about long distance relationships. Of course, he lived in another state and neither one of us had any ambitions to ever move so we started muddling through a long distance relationship, making up our own rules and trying to figure out what worked best for us. We recommended books to each other and we could talk about anything and everything.Īnd somewhere along the line, I realized he had become my best friend-and then we met, and it just felt like we belonged together (I’m a hopeless romantic, I know). We liked the same movies and television shows, we both loved to read and to write, and we just seemed to be on the same intellectual wavelength. We traded meaningless comments or jokes with friends, but the more I got to know about him, the more it seemed we had in common. He was a friend of a friend, funny, intelligent, charming. Only, I didn’t actually “meet” the guy in a traditional sense-I became friends with him over the internet. Like most of the crazy stories in my life, this once starts with “So I met this guy…”
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