Spent a weekend with a stranger I met online.

I'd gotten a hotel room for myself (due to a roommate I live in close quarters with having a guy over for the weekend, and me not wanting to listen to it.) I hadn't fooled around in over a year since breaking up with my last boyfriend and ended up meeting someone fucking dope who I'm still friends with now. He stayed for 2 nights and we only left the room once for food. And during that time we did nothing but fuck, cuddle, talk, play music (most specifically he brought his guitar to play me a few songs,) game and drink in the in-room jacuzzi that just happened to be there. Not to mention he was fit as hell and giving by nature, as am I...the second part, I don't claim to be 'fit as hell' lol.

It dawned on me I hadn't been that level of happy in a long time. And the fact all of that happened with a complete stranger. We plan to hang again one day but in the meantime, even though I'll be as careful as I can about it, it made me realize I live for trying these things with different people. And those are pretty much the only times I feel so connected to another human being.