How's my heart?

Wow, time sure seems to have flown.

Things have been getting better for the most part: I've been writing a lot and doing homework (of course), Thanksgiving came and went and was pretty decent, I've gotten to spend time with friends as well as my love.

The "heart-related" part of my life has shrunk dramatically in recent months, it's mainly involved two things in my life, writing and my boyfriend. I've also found that I'm not really so drawn to it outside of these two things, I mean, I still feel uncomfortable when someone starts talking about the subject of hearts, but it doesn't drift into my mind like it used to. 

Of course, as it has shrunk, the two remaining aspects have become much more important. Writing-wise, I have two short-stories that I'm working on that I'll probably be posting in the next few weeks. Boyfriend-wise, I've gotten to listen to his heart quite a bit. This is also where the title for this post comes from. Today we were just kind of hanging out, laying on my bed and talking and stuff and after a while we both kind of stopped talking. He was laying on his back (which was rather tempting for me) and so I rolled over and placed my head on his chest, he wrapped his arms around me and held me there while I listened and after about 10 minutes, when I was done, he asked in the sweetest way "How's my heart?". Of course I blushed (because I still have some problems with saying or even hearing someone say the word "heart") and I told him that it sounds wonderful.

Random Thought: I think that people who date cardiophiles are actually quite lucky. They have a partner who knows (in many cases) what kinds of murmurs and other sounds should be checked out by a doctor, and also, that person is more than willing to take a good long listen to their heart anytime.  I'm surprised that so many of my HBP friends are single, although I guess that most of them would be reluctant to go up to a guy/girl and say "Hey, I enjoy listening to heartbeats, want to go out for drinks sometime?". Still though, it seems like it'd certainly be a good thing.