We discussed our situation tonight and
decided that breaking up would be the cowardly thing to do. We developed a kiss
and don’t tell policy that will fill the self-satisfying hedonist in both of
us. I was once told that once a relationship moves into ‘open waters’ it’s
doomed. It’s what’s best for now though. As I told him, “life is about risks. I
can’t go on meeting guys at bars and burning out after five months. I’m ready
for the next step”. I was scared that he was scared. He wasn’t. Now my job is
letting things happen around me. Good advice. The worst vice is advice, though.