Defining Definitions

OH Redbeards. OHHH Wing Night. Ohhhh Rory.

So after a long day at work (I'm starting to hate my exsistence) and a somewhat-fun, somewhat unusual date with a 32-year-old, who I doubt will be featured in this blog again so he shall remain nameless for now, I headed to Mt. Washington to go to wing night with Rory again.

Wing night at Redbeards may become my new favorite night of the week. I already have a date set up with La for the Wednesday night she's home for spring break (so NO ONE else can claim her!) because its definitely something KaKa & LaLa should share together. But until that time comes, I'm definitely 100% completely content with sharing it with Rory.

My connection with Rory has definitely... been stronger defined but definitely not in a way either of us expected. I've spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to write this blog - in a way that would still keep it personal and private, but also emphasize the significance. Which is hard.

To say we're "just friends" now is annoying and cliche and meaningless, because a lot of people who have dated... date and then decide to remain "friends" with very little intention of doing so. But I honestly feel that defining us as "friends" has made me feel so much closer to this boy, in ways I wasn't allowing myself to in these past three months. It has helped me to understand him, and see things I don't think I was able to see when I was dealing with the confusion of "what is this we're in" that everyone struggles with at some point in knowing someone the way I have known Rory.

By no means am I sad, because I feel I have gained much more in this decision then I would have gained had we continued to date both knowing it wasn't going anywhere. I have gained his friendship, which is far more important to me then anything else right now.