Reader, I have a confession. I've been in love for nearly a year now! His name is James Grime! He's British. He's nerdy. He's lanky. He's ginger. His cheeky grin and bright blue eyes make me weak in the knees. Every time I see him, I grin and sigh because he's so dreamy.
Hold your congratulations and jealousy-tantrums, though: Sadly, this is a wholly one-sided affair, doomed to eternal unrequitance. My beloved doesn't even know I exist! He lives in another country, and I actually have no idea if he is gay. But, still! He's a doctor! A doctor of mathematics who juggles and is dedicated to outreach and public education! *swoon*