That day turned into multiple days and weeks of fabulous friendship and sleepovers and crazy nights out and tons and tons of free-spirited good times.

You should speak out strongly. Hmm, makes me think. So I will. Speak out strongly that is. Because my horoscope has inspired me. Now all you skeptics out there can keep your opinions and you are free to express them, for sure, BUT I will also express mine because I believe there is something to it. I think horoscopes have a lot of truth to them and that zodiac signs do too.

Sometimes my heartbeat is a bit irregular. It skips every once in a while and causes me to cough involuntarily. Some might think it strange. I know it’s irregular but it’s also unique. And it is mine.

Somewhat like my love life and my love. I read this article once about your heart having its own current basically. Electromagnetic heart waves. After reading it I decided that I must have really strong ones because I have a tendency to become really close with people after only a short amount of time. I pull them in with my heart waves I bet. I just care about them right off the bat and it’s easy for me to do that because I feel connected to them within minutes.

I think it’s the heart waves.

There is this one person in particular who’s heart waves MUST be complimentary to mine. About two years ago when we met, there was an instant connection; as there was with a lot of the people I met in Ireland while I was there. But this was different…looking back on it now I laugh at myself and how different it really was, though I was completely blind to it.

It was subtly different at first… I just found myself being able to share things that I wouldn’t normally share and being extremely happy when we would see each other, more so than after not having seen anyone else for a while. I remember this one time we met up by complete accident, on campus. I was on my way to class and I spent the next 35 minutes chatting away, so much so that I was about 20 minutes late to class. When my professor ended class early (only 10 minutes later) I didn’t even feel guilty!

I just felt happy. Exceptionally happy, looking back. And why? Because shortly after that, we were about to become the BEST of friends. After a night out and a day long festival and another night out (about 48 hours of drinking) we found ourselves chilling, laughing and chatting away about the madness of the previous escapades and then eventually we started talking about everything and anything.

If I tell all… I would be here forever, but I will say this: I had to leave. I had to leave the country and when I did… we were heartbroken. So so heartbroken. More so than the normal sadness of leaving a good friend behind. And we were right to feel that way. Looking back it felt like our lives had been torn apart. And they had. That must have been the beginning of the love.