So I was surprised that he didn't know how I felt already. Because if I hadn't felt like I had already had the conversation with him, I never would have written about my feelings here. I did that only because I felt that it had already been said in person. I was also surprised that he thinks I'm mad at him. I'm not. At no point have I been angry at him about this.
It's just that our conversation got me thinking, and I realized that HOLY GOD I have some strong feelings on the subject of my perfectly joyful most beautiful part of my whole life, and I've learned through many years of self-suppression that when I have really strong feelings about something, the best thing for me personally to do is write about them (hence, my blog, ta dah!). With most things/events/feelings/thoughts/etc., the simple act of writing down how I feel allows me to let it go and move on, and that's really important to me. Because if I don't let it go and move on, I turn into a very scary obsessive person obsessively obsessing over my obsession.
So. Sorry! But. Not really I guess, because I wouldn't have done it differently if I had it to do over, and I guess apologizing has to do with regret.