i tell my mom i’m going out with a girl tomorrow and she seems unfazed. i ask if it bothers her or if she thinks it’s wrong. her eyes seem teary when she looks back down at me. she says “well i’ll always love you no matter what, even if you rob a bank” and that we grow into what we grow into, there’s no stopping it. i can’t quite decipher that but it doesn’t seem mean. we talk about her nordic roots before i go to madison’s to watch a movie with her and aryn. we go to mcdonald’s for a quick snack and once i drop aryn off me and madison drive around singing songs. we karaoke radiohead’s creep in nku’s campus full of blue-tinted street lamps and it feels like a little chip off life. i am coming to peace with kissing my first kiss goodbye.