“So, I really want to come see you.”

I got this text the other day, a few days into my winter break, from the Southern Gentleman.

It’s not the normal thing you see him texting ever. His texts are usually pertaining to a) sex, b) Kanye West and c) politics.

But this was just the sweetest thing. I don’t know. I just found it really sweet.

Sometimes I worry there’s nothing there beyond the physical. And sometimes I realize there’s something genuine there.

I don’t know. I just needed to see that.