A chipper voice on the telephone makes my heart flutter.

Dana called me on the telephone today. Her voice sounded "chipper." Almost like she was drunk, but she wasn't. She was at work serving coffee to the people who she once called "rich pricks."

She told me all about her new apartment and how she wants me to come over so we can have sleep over parties again. She told me that she wanted us to go out on Valentines together, but at the last minute a friend of hers asked her to go on a "double date." The only reason she probably wanted to go out with me on Valentines Day was because she knows I am the only boy who would bring her to a nice restaurant and pay for her and let her talk the whole time. She is right, I would.

Her voice gave off the impression like she "wanted me." Not in a sexual way; in an "I want to be with you" kind of way.

So, we are going to hang out on Saturday night. I don't know what we are going to do. I think I am going to sleep over at her apartment though. I have so much work to do that this wouldn't seem like a logical idea, but "love" isn't logical, is it?

When she called me today her voice reminded me of the times she called me over a year ago drunk at 3:00 a.m. She would tell me to catch the bus so I could sleep over.

I want a repeat of that. I want to feel "love." I would give my left arm to take a "time machine" back to the way I felt over a year ago. I have never felt so beautiful and lovely and full and in love and complete and above all happy since then.

Is this entry "immature" enough for me? I just want to go back there...

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