Finally, I decided to tell her about him because I thought it would be nice to have her perspective on the matter.

Gave her the dope, how we know each other and how I do enjoy talking to him and how he's perfect for me - on paper. Then the ifs and buts... I told her I didn't want to get too involved because we are just at different stages in life. He seems to want to stay in one place while I want to move. He seems to be in semi-retirement mode while I get hyperactive over every new thing I want to do. Also, if we did get serious then it would mean uprooting and changing existing parameters. Bang in the middle of it all, he called! And I was surprised because it was an unusual time for him to call. I normally don't receive calls when I'm with someone, or I just pick up and tell the person I'll call back. But I did take his call and we talked for a few minutes and I realised that he does make a difference to my life. Of course, it's not romantic and lovey dovey and all that crap, we're both too old for that stuff. But it's still nice and comfortable and we can talk about anything under the sun. Plus he is so intelligent and articulate and has had such awesome experiences that I can listen to him for hours. I think even if we don't end up together, I'd still like to write a book about his life!

I told N why he had called and she said she thought it was very sweet. I thought too, because it made me notice a teeny tiny hint of jealousy and sometimes, it can be good.