he said that he was going out all of the time, just like he'd always wanted, except now it wasn't any fun. While I'd love to read more into and think that now maybe he'd want to settle down and spend time with me, I'm too smart to think that way.
It's good to not make that jump (and it is a bit of a logical jump) for your own sanity, but perhaps his wheels are turning and he'll be trying to figure out what *will* be fun for him. While he's pondering that maybe he can forget about the papers for awhile.
