Well everyone has been considerably curious about Mitch so I have decided to satiate some of that curiosity. I had been hesitant at first to post details about him as I wanted to wait until after we met so as not to jinx my good fortune:)

So some details. He’s 41, from Ontario and a transplant to Newfoundland 3 years ago. He’s a science/math teacher and a ski instructor. He’s extremely intelligent, quite silly, logical beyond a doubt but sensitive in just the right ways. I thoroughly enjoy talking to him. We are quite similar in many ways and never seem to run out of things to talk about or analyze.

I have included something he wrote, several years ago I think, for your perusal. It may give you some insight into his mind:)

Human Disease
Love is a disease. This is not to say that love is bad for not all diseases are bad. As a disease love has recognizable phases or stages not all of which will be experienced in every case. Love is somewhat unusual in that it requires two hosts if it is to exist for very long: rare cases where love exists with only one host for an extended period of time are usually accompanied by chronic sadness. The initial phase of the disease, popularly referred to as infatuation, is relatively short. This is probably for the better as the hosts typically suffer intense emotional interactions causing alternating states of euphoria and despondency which are exceedingly stressful. The level of stress is so high that most cases of the disease do not survive past this stage. Looked at in this way infatuation may be the hosts most effective defense against the disease of love.
If the disease of love survives infatuation then it may enter into a chronic phase that can persist until death. Emotional interactions during this phase seem to be built upon a foundation of acceptance and trust. The relationship between the hosts and the disease often becomes mutualistic during this phase and, if anything, seems to aid in the dissipation of external stresses. This may be why the chronic form of the disease is so enduring: the hosts in combination with the disease seem to form a unit that is admirably suited to coping with the trials and tribulations of life.
For some reason humans tend to worship the first phase of the disease even though it is very uncomfortable and sometimes fatal. They write songs, poetry and stories (and make movies) about this phase–most of which tend to be very unrealistic. They pine for this state when they are not infected and then suffer excruciating emotional torment when they do manage to contract the disease. If some entity wanted to prove the basic irrationality of humans they would not require much more evidence than this.
Young humans frequently deride the comfortable, supportive second phase of the disease as “boring”. However, this is to be expected when the generally self-destructive tendencies of young humans are considered. The second phase is not uninterrupted idyllic bliss–to speak of such a state in the context of humans is absurd indeed–but those humans who do manage to settle into this second state of the infection seem more fulfilled and content with life. On this basis I would conclude that if the goal is achieving the second stage of the infection then risking infatuation may be worthwhile for these odd creatures.
by Mitchell Covell

And now for the pics.



He’s the one on the left.

I am giving him access to post on here so perhaps if we are lucky, we will have some posts from him in the near future:)