One good part of a good day -

He emails in reply to mine today:

"If you're wearing your red pants, it must be a good day. Nice blue sky, but a little chilly... Would you be up for an evening hike at that state park tomorrow?

"I'm sorry if I've made you feel bad by being weird. Notwithstanding my intermittent states of confusion, I've always enjoyed Yellow Time. And I still rank your attempt to secretly pay for dinner in Millville when I caught you with a sly smile on your face as one of the coolest things done by a girl on a date. Not that this is your funeral, and I don't think you should not look in Philly for a job."