I woke up and felt like a weight had been lifted. After our first bump in the road, things seemed to be smoothed out between me and the doctor.
The weather was crisp but nice, so I decided to take a long walk by the river with Marty and clear my head a bit. I wanted to take some time and process the wild shift of events that had happened in my life in six days time.
Was he right, were some relationships simply beyond good and evil? He was falling for me so fast. Maybe he was seeing in me what other men had simply missed in years past. It was flattering and overwhelming to have someone of his notoriety express such intense feelings toward me. And it seemed that he hadn’t felt this way in years. It felt good, and strange, and surreal all at the same time.
I felt invincible. Like I was finally being appreciated for just being me. And I liked it. I felt so high.
Just like every morning, I had received a long love letter from the doctor. I decided to reread it on my sunny walk along the Hudson.