Growing up

I saw Nate today, had lunch with him, had a wonderful time, clicked like we always did....

And I had no feelings for him.
No desire to kiss him.
No physical attraction.
No wonderings of what may have been if I were only 6 years older, or if we'd had better timing.

For those of you who have been around for the complete Nate saga, from eighth grade until....last semester, you can appreciate how utterly amazing this is.

It feels good.