Facing reality

The reality of my future cohabitation is settling in, and now I'm wondering: Just how easy is it to compromise on everything? I've never been in that position before. I've always compromised on some things, but never everything.

I mean, we'll have to compromise on the color of our bedding. We'll have to compromise on what to have for dinner every single night. We'll have to compromise on who uses the bathroom first in the morning. The list goes on and on and on and on...

Huh. I know we can do it, but man... It's a strange thing to think about. Even though it's two years away, it feels like it's hovering right at the horizon. Time has been flying since I graduated. Before I know it, I'll be moving out of a room on campus and into Andrew's new apartment.

Three years ago I knew it would happen, but it didn't seem as real as it does now. And in two years, it'll be completely real. It's frightening and exciting at the same time. For now, I can't say which feeling is dominant.