04-17-2017, 02:24 AM
It's dusk, and I'm lying down across from him with a campfire between us. A symbol of being ok with not always being right together.
He pats the ground and invites me over. No one has ever been so welcoming to me. I find myself right by him without any transition. Like an electron jumping up an energy level in an atom.
For the first time, he holds me. Usually I think about holding another, not being held myself.
Then he does something playful, and I love him more. It was unexpected, but it's so warm.
It's only the first day. I hope it continues to get better.
We continue to spoon. He's smaller than I am. I am still somewhat human, not having fully identified as an anthro yet.
He pats the ground and invites me over. No one has ever been so welcoming to me. I find myself right by him without any transition. Like an electron jumping up an energy level in an atom.
For the first time, he holds me. Usually I think about holding another, not being held myself.
Then he does something playful, and I love him more. It was unexpected, but it's so warm.
It's only the first day. I hope it continues to get better.
We continue to spoon. He's smaller than I am. I am still somewhat human, not having fully identified as an anthro yet.