twenty-something

Walking home from work today, "Your Body is a Wonderland" shuffled onto my iPod. Now I, like you, have the same gut reaction to hearing that song in 2005: a little bit of yagita (or agita, if you will) comes up. But today I remembered that is our song. Yes, Duncan and me.

We haven't had "a song" in a while. We're not that kind of "couple." But way back, two years ago, we were more couple-y and "Wonderland" was very much the anthem of our "hey, we've spent spent every night together for two months" streak during those early days. It was so closeted and so messed up then (and it isn't now?), but it was so good.

We had a good night last night, after passive-aggresively fighting over away messages throughout the weekend. Housewives, domestic behavior, and a sleepover. I didn't realize exactly how much things had changed over the past two years. Maybe it's not as simple or easy, and maybe we only spend one night together a week, and maybe we get sick of each other a lot easier -- but things are still pretty good.

The song just kind of hit me, just right, on the walk home. For the first time in a long time, I was touched. By John Mayer.

Damn, baby, you frusterate me...