PICKING SOMETHING UP ON THE "CUTE GIRLFRIEND" RADAR…

Around 1 pm today, K.’s plane will be touching down in Detroit, the city of Motown. She might give me a ring from there, and if she does, I will certainly be glad to hear from her.

Maybe four hours later, she’ll arrive in Laguardia. With any luck, by the evening, we’ll be seeing each other for the first time in over two weeks.

I won’t lie. I have not a little trepidation over how things will proceed between K. and myself. Now that a certain overseas barrier has been lifted out of the way, we may discover it was guilt that greased the wheels all this time. Maybe the mild tremors of regret we felt in each other’s company were what kept our relationship interesting.

But more likely, less complications will mean smooth sailing ahead. And personally, I can’t wait to get this boat moving again. Yeah, I’ll admit that two-and-a-half weeks went a long way towards making me regress to the lifestyle I had, before K. became an integral part of it. Work. School. Movies. Unnecessarily hostile blog posts.

All that should soon fade like a bitter memory, though. Just a few more hours…