Today was a fucking good day! I'm actually really happy, and I think you can guess why. I had a really good conversation, nearly five full minutes in length (which is a lot for how it's been going), plus two shorter ones. It almost felt like the good old days. He started out really quiet and just unusual for some reason, and then by the end of the day, he had gradually shifted back to the state he usually is around me, so that was really weird. (There have also been unexpected occasions in the past when his voice would randomly get really quiet, but it would sound forced and breathy, too, like he thought he was talking a lot louder and trying to stay at a normal volume. If anybody here can tell me if that might mean anything psychologically, I'd be very grateful.)
Anyway, this may sound like a really stupid and petty thing to get excited about, but it's important to me. I think maybe this friendship will still work out. I'm starting to get used to all the spots where the two of us can encounter, and that was not easy to do. It was worth it, though.
Well, I don't want to write any more than that here, at the risk of looking even more obsessive than I already do, while also boring the readers with meaningless details. My mind is going blank, anyway, so bye for now.