At the old age of 37, I can say that this is the first time that I didn’t spend Valentine’s Day alone.
I haven’t mentioned here that I’ve been dating someone since January 1. I’ll have to write a separate post about that later.
Neither one of us are too big on Valentine’s Day. When I asked him about it, he said that ht always celebrates it as Darwin’s Day. He did want to spend the day with me, however.
After spending the previous afternoon and night together, we had breakfast together, played video games, cooked dinner together for the first time, and watched return of The Walking Dead. There was a break when I had to record a podcast. He studied while I did that. It was the first time we’ve been around each other for that long. Things went well.
I got him a Darwin-inspired gift, which he liked. I just took him home a little while ago.
Life is good.