I met a guy.
He's a self-professed sarcastic, grumpy nerd. And an occasional pedant. In other words, just my type.
It's funny how just when you think it can't happen or it never will, it does.
And now I understand what people what people mean when they say 'when you know, you know'. I know that it's unlike the connection I've had with anybody else. And he knows that I'm a neurotic freak, but he likes me anyways.
I mean, I don't know that it will be right forever. But it's right for right now, and that's alright. For now.