why has no one seen this before +1

ok, i'm posting my L0 to this asap (being that i've actually done it)

My L0 +2

Sometimes it starts with a notion: A small ripple in your mind, which grows over time, into an idea, into a plan. It started with an idea, just a small delicate thing you could ignore. But we didn’t and it went from a passing comment to a conversation a proposition, a friendship and then something stronger.

I thought it would be a distance collaboration. That’s easy right? Simple and innocent as can be. We built a spider web around this idea; it turned into a duel and then a proposal.

Obviously he didn’t really want to marry me. We didn’t even know each other, but you know how this game can be… you never know just how far down the rabbit hole you’ve gone. So I figured I’d be good to know the man I may someday marry. He was reluctant at first, but oh so quickly it faded away

So we talk, at first about this, and then that, digging a little deeper. I find myself not sleeping because I want to stay up and talk to him. I give him my number, because I have to plan some logistics. After all, it’s hard to coordinate two dragon slayings into one task. But the fuck I gave him my number for logistics, I just wanted to talk… for two, three four hours every night. God we were nervous to hear each other’s voices for the first time, but after once we seemed to hunger forever more.

The ripples were getting larger, as he became a greater force in my life. I was going to San Francisco anyway. I had a family reunion. We talked about how wonderful of an idea I’d be to meet. Because we had an unmistakable draw to each other that we needed to confirm by being in the same room with each other. I’d never gotten this close to someone I’d never met. Chemistry is physics that have to do with hormones, which has to do with sex drive. How can I feel this way about a concept that wasn’t a physical reality?

At first it was “wouldn’t that be kinda cool?” Then it was “I desperately hope.” Then it was “I’m on the corner of H***** and D***********, are you here?” Then it was looking on a street corner for a familiar stranger.

It was a leap of faith for both of us. It was breathtaking and heart stopping. We’re we what we expected? Would the figments we treasured in our minds anything like the real people they were meant to represent? We hid away from the music and talked. And kissed. And talked more. And kissed more. And he gave me candy and a silver box with a ring that won’t come off.

It was a leap of faith this morning that I risked missing my flight, so could spend a half hour more with him. Searching the streets of litter and gemstones and thousands of people for a barely familiar face. Going with a man I’d barley met under ground and laying my head on his shoulder. Giving my heart up to someone I’d met yesterday (or technically, earlier that morning.)

And each kiss was extraordinary, especially the last. And even the small things, like how our head and shoulder fit together seemed too good to be true. And while there are imperfections and problems, that doesn’t deter me. I have doubts and qualms. I’ll take them as they come. I’m ready to take the next leap of faith…