In spite of my woeful attitude, I did manage to have a good time this morning with M. It's difficult to top delicious omelettes and morning drinks on a gray Sunday morning, but if anything could, it would be the inclusion of M, especially when she brings scones. I like my relationship with M. In law school, one of my favorite activities was to sit a row behind her in Environmental and Insurance Law classes and observe her web-browsing / shopping habits. I liked that she didn't care that I took such pleasure in it. Or if she did care, at least she didn't make fun of me about it.
Since we finished school just over a year ago, we've only seen each other a couple of times, but I still find myself thinking about her from time to time. For one reason or another, she's one of those people that I really want to see happy. It's a bit weird. I sometimes feel like I have these almost brotherly feelings toward her. Not the kinds that a brother has toward his sister when they're eight and five, respectively, but the kinds that develop twenty or thirty years later after they've actually learned some things and experienced some life. Perhaps I'm the only one that feels this way, though. And if so, that's okay. Because either way, I'll be hitting the road tomorrow to learn some new things and experience some life.