Dear my favourite month of the year,

It rained today. You offered me a ride home from the movie and I gladly took the opportunity. On the way back we talked about shows we watched when we were little and you briefly mentioned us having a codename: kids next door marathon. Hopefully it doesn't end up like most of our other plans that we brush aside and forget about.

I may not have held your hand like I wanted but I still feel like I'm getting somewhere...slowly. I see you again on Sunday so I guess fate is giving me another chance.

P.S. - That Sextrology book might end up being your birthday present :P

- me