Marc’s first job out of college is about a thousand miles away in a small town that’s just a touch… remote. So when he came in for Thanksgiving last year, we had been apart for coming up on three months. We’ve navigated our LDR like champs, we talk on the phone most nights, and as far as I can tell, neither of us has been even a tinge unfaithful. I wrote the following after his first night back in town last year but didn’t post it then because I was worried some friends would recognize the details.
November, 2018: Marc was lucky enough to secure a whole week plus a few days off work this week, so he flew in last night in time for a concert we’d been hoping to see together with a few friends. We meet up in the afternoon and get lunch at our favorite restaurant from before he graduated. Later we meet up with the group and head to the concert venue. It’s a good show, but that’s not what I’m here to write about. Once the crowd draws in and we’re surrounded, Marc stands close and the feeling of his body against me for the first time has me feeling a certain way.