The Other Half

For me, I have always found myself infinitely more comfortable with guys who could sleep well next to me. Mike was probably given most of his slack for the fact that I slept really well next to him (the two of us awake was the problem). Other guys I have dated have never gotten really close to me simply because we couldn't sleep next to each other well. Once, there was a insomniac who I stopped seeing specifically because he was completely unable to sleep next to me at all. My most recent ex-(kinda)boyfriend had an indentation in his mattress from when he was married. I should have known how the relationship was to pan out since her indentation was closer to the center, but he slept all the way on the edge of his side. Eventually I would find myself in a situation where I would be moving closer to him, and he would have removed himself (emotionally) from the relationship. So at this point in my dating life I will marvel at how fantastically Chuck and I sleep together. The two of us had a sleepover last night, and as I got up this morning I noticed that we only used half of the bed (and I sleep on a full size mattress). Without being completely entangled, we managed to stay tucked in beside one another all night. It was fantastic. I was elated at the notion of not finding any fatal flaws in this budding relationship. In fact, I am constantly suprised by the new things I find comfort in with Chuck. It's all been so simple and comfortable. I can be a total goof around him, and still be very cute, or sexy, or whatever I feel like being at any given moment. He loves my taste in music, but has some bands he listens to that I don't (yet). He is interested in some of the same things as me, but still has interests outside of my scope of knowledge. I am excited to see where this goes....finally.