"Goood" was how I described our first kiss.

In reality, I didn't intend on writing this, but the explanation seemed necessary on "goood," for the following post. & it's kind of a cute little story, so why not? 

It was on June 14th, my birthday. 

We laid and looked at the stars, under the perfectly warm yet crisp summer air. 

The night ended and I was perfectly content, but I guess a hug goodnight wasn't making the cuts. 

That night I wrote in my journal, 

"Off the bus? More like dove through a window. I still can NOT believe that just happened. But I guess he surprises me and I surprise myself... Tonight was 100% predictable yet completely surprised & it was... goood. :) three o's & one smiley face." 

& ever since then "goood" has just stuck. 

for the things that aren't just good, or even great, or awesome. Goood is just different. Ya feel?

& that's the preface for this next post...