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Happy Valentine's Day, John. For the first time in quite some time, this time of year means more to me than just another tick on the calendar, and uninteresting as it is I figured I'd write to you about it.
I planned a date for last night. We were going to go to a fancy ramen restaurant, but chickened out at the sight of the large crowd and opted for a cheap chinese place further down the street. We spent a few extra hours in my apartment, lounging on my bed and reading a book. The night concluded with me walking her back home, and doing something entirely outside of my comfort zone--against all odds, I kissed her goodnight.
I'm a very slow-moving man romantically, and believe it or not this simple evening was a huge milestone for me. I've never broken that kissing barrier myself before, in the past I've been much more likely to be kissed than to kiss first. The future here is completely unknown, and it's a situation that enthuses me as much as it concerns me.