Chapter 8: Hopeful
I started to reflect on my life and how things have changed. My move to Atlanta and the relationship I know had with Troy were all major changes I have taken on that are outside my norm. I am starting to appreciate change now. No matter the morbid opinion I have for a lot of things—usually assuming the worst—I have a more optimistic feeling these days.
A big issue I thought about, in light of a relationship was sex. But it was Troy, not I who said he wanted to wait. He did not want any decision altered by a physical attachment. I could not help but adore his consideration. He has never pressured me once into any situation. It was one night I was ready to give I t a try and he commented he did not want it to change us, and I backed down. He really eases my worries. Now I have barely seen him. We play phone-tag all day long and by the time we can see each other, we are usually too tired to drive to see each other. I wish that he would spend the night. That would give us the opportunity to really get close. But like he said, he wanted no pressure or obligation. I agreed.
Just wonder when we will spend more time together.
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