In loving, living memory, John Melançon 1928 – 2007
I'm falling in love with this girl through her blog.
In different ways than in person, more elements of her personality show. I didn't say anything meeting in person.
No sense injecting weirdness into a very nice, new, casual friendship. When distance, at least for now, prevents it from being more anyway.
It's weird. The fact that she didn't come out to say goodbye to my set of friends, although my communication of their leaving was probably somehow flawed, helped me rationalize not pursuing more, as in, ok, she's not 1000% wonderful-- even though I knew she was shy. Well, that petty though, and also that i don't have much reason to believe she's had any particular strong feelings toward me
but you don't know how someone feels if you don't ask.
[Note: this was mostly written and lost, unposted, in a sea of browser tabs for a couple weeks]