#g.s.

Chi guarda fuori, sogna. Chi guarda dentro si sveglia.

i promised i’d write again before going to france.

france isn’t happening. not anymore. and i had to take the time after learning about it to process it. it’s about my mother, i think. she realized i would have been too far away to influence and had to stop it. i still feel upset, but i know everything happens for a reason.

looking back, i should have known better than to hope for a thing like that. really. but it’s not all bad.

and that boy i told you about? i went for it. i told him i loved him. it had gotten to a point where i couldn’t hold my feelings in anymore; like a dam about to break.

he said i wasn’t alone. he told me he had been holding back his feelings for me for months and he didn’t want to ruin our friendship either. when i confessed, a weight was lifted off of our shoulders. by the end of it all, even now, a few months later, i’m still in shock. i’m happier than i’ve ever been, charlie. so happy that sometimes i’m worried i could burst.

i was told i’d never find love, and for a long time, i believed it. it may be hard waiting for something like this, but when it finally happens, it’ll all be worth it.

keep you chin up, charlie. and everyone else who happens to read this, keep your chin up too.

Seal Girl and Friends, Arc 3, Page 9

Aliens all have pointy hats. Of this I am certain.