I should actually make something up - something more with more flavour and adventure. But the reality is that I was walking through a Secondlife club with a friend when Harry started up a conversation.
Not really sure what exactly he said - I think it was something along the lines of "not much happening here tonight... is there..." or something to that effect. And he was right. And we started chatting.
And in time I started to like him a bit more. No I didnt particularly like him in the beginning. But thats the nature of Secondlife. We are all animated avatars. We have to convey our essence in a three-dimensional pixel environment without [at least initially] fully trusting what is behind the other pixel avatar staring back at you.
Icestron laughs ......
I should just say. We met in a club. And started talking. And in time we became friends and so on!
But then again I do remember the moment I sorta fell for him pretty clearly....
In SecondLife Icestron breeds and sells KittyCats and at that stage was still new to it all. Yes - I may have mentioned that they are totally and phenominally realistic in their animations and their interactions - and I may mention that in every single post I ever make (lol) .... but in this Harry not only indulged me by patiently listening to my blurbing on about kittycats. But he encouraged me and my little business and one day said - "well if this is serious for you lets get some land and stop messing about."
Well, I paraphrase.
And he was right.
And I was in love.
And now we have land. And on that land is a house. And in front of that house Harry put in a pool.
yes. and so I met Harry.
and so I fell in love...and a pixel journey began....
And my expression of affection extended to my profile - where I proclaimed to the world:
I shake my head in amazement every day ...
I am without doubt the luckiest lady in SL.
Baby what can I say. You touch me on so many levels..
I am a better person for knowing you....
I am a better person for being loved by you....
I love you
and silently I whispered what one can only whisper to oneself....
"and I hope it lasts" ...
