Fall Into Your Comfort Zone

Today's beautiful; sunny, crystal blue skies, orange-tinted leaves heaping on the ground around campus, a slight breeze (not quite enough to rustle my hair that took me 15 minutes to straighten, yet just enough to feel like autumn) and the perfect temperature, at least in my book: 63 degrees.
Oh yeah, and my boyfriend is coming to visit me. I know, I know, nobody's going to want to read an entire post about some chick's boyfriend. But seriously though. We're in love. And today, I'm writing about love as a form of relaxation, in any form. This is what matters.

This is my boyfriend, Trevor. We've been dating for about a year now, and I love him to pieces. I make the same claim as most other serious couples - we've been through so much together, but the hardest test we've endured so far has been distance. We've gone from living 15 miles away to 250 miles away in the blink of an eye, and it's one of the most challenging relationship obstacles I think we've both encountered.

Last night, we got into a fight. Or, more-so, I fought him. Being my typical self, I turned nothing into something, making a decision that he already had to make much, much harder than it should have been. But after all of the bitching and whining, he loves me. He still loves me. 

Thank you, Trevor, for loving me in a way that allows me to feel completely comfortable. Thank you for accepting me. I love you in every sense of the phrase. 

Being around someone you're truly comfortable with is ultimately the perfect form of relaxation, at least to me. Find someone like that. If you're far away from them like I am, Skype. Talk on the phone. Write a letter. If you're like me and live in a world that is so new and strange, perhaps you just need some time to fall back into your comfort zone.

Keep calm,

Sarah