comfort and suppositions

Today I had a welcome break- early out of class and a promise to fill in if I didn't want to go of another one- and received a text from JS. I hung out with him until I needed to leave again. Sex followed by hours of being wrapped up in each other and blankets.

I know that I'm supposed to be removed from this. I was at the beginning, but during the cuddling I loosened up. I can be involved without getting hurt. I could appreciate the moment and feeling that there's nothing in the world except the two of us in that room. I feel really comfortable with him. We'd finally gotten past the point of just sex; that comes from having time.

And there isn't very much time left. It's so strange how temporary all of this is. Who know what will happen with next year. I'm not holding my breath, but there is a strong possibility that he'll be in Minneapolis next year. Not counting on it, but wouldn't it be nice.

On a side note- does every woman evaluate the guy she's with based on whether or not she'd marry him someday? I felt that with JS, and also that we want the same things at the same time. But, I gather that means I've picked a good one to be with for the moment. Everything is far too temporary to be serious. I get the feeling this isn't supposed to end, but maybe there will be a long break.