Well, I've been in a rather down mood the past few days ("rasta frasta, going off lollygagging to Hawaii when you ought to be home, getting stuff DONE, mutter, mutter..."), and that was fixed within five minutes when Andrew dropped by last night. Actually, it had numerous temporary fixes after various phone calls (we seem to be up to two calls a day, now), but those lasted maybe an hour, and then the blahs would close in again. I think it's because when I'm around him, all the stuff I still want to do in life seems somehow more real. And I remember who I am, for lack of better term. The mad botantist. The person of diverse interests. A person of adventure and enthusiasm. Ready to run off to far places and just enjoy the trip. Love helps, too. Smile. He only dropped by for 20 minutes, but it was enough to put me into a good mood that I still have.
Oh yes, and the phone call earlier in the evening where he told me he wanted me to know that whatever else we might or might not be in relationship, he wanted to be a good friend for the rest of our lives, because I'm a totally cool person. Wow. It doesn't get any better than that.
I won't say that the universe has sent me a replacement for Jana and Debbie, because they aren't replaceable, but it's done a nice job of filling an empty niche, and for that, I'm eternally grateful to its workings.