Free hugs!
So I’m a big hugger. I like to hug people. I hug my family and friends and bffs and old classmates. I even hugged the nurse at Planned Parenthood who showed me there was a fetus in my belly when I was excited and confused and had suicidal thoughts running through my head.
Hugfest party of one!
Apparently now I’m also an arm rubber. I ran into an old classmate on saturday and I met his girlfriend who later became his fiance by the end of the night. I was a big ole bag o’ happiness to meet her and when I hugged him goodbye I also hugged his girlfriend then rubbed her arm. What the frig? It’s as if I can’t convey the love coming out of me well enough I have to show it in every hand gesture possible.
I’m weird.
