Why do I find myself surprised (pleasantly so) when he displays such voluntary, spontaneous acts of tenderness? Have I been so deprived, so contented that I would actually feel so giddily happy about one small forehead kiss?

This is a different guy from the previous post. I guess the long distance thing is not my forte but this guy is not exactly near distanced and I'm not talking about miles. I can see he is trying, I'm trying too; trying to ease into a relationship, to give without holding back.

He got me a souvenir. I guess I mean something to him to be in his thoughts. Perhaps that could be a foundation. I treat everything like its some sort of experiment. I don't know if I'm doing this out of self-defense or curiosity.

I said 100 days, he said okay.

I guess time will tell.