About Wolves and Demons

We've been wondering one thing for some time (once again yesterday, for example).

How is it possible that even we have knew only 6½ weeks we seem to *know* each others? It's in little things, like knowing how other one acts when 'saying' something or recommending some song just because I'm sure you'll love it (and it's so. We seem to have surprisingly similar taste).
Actually we're so similar in incredibly many areas of personality that it's scary. It's wonderful, yes, but it's also very scary because it really makes you afraid of loss - or waking up from this wonderful dream.
And in certain way part of scariness is that we never intended to get romantically involved, to fall in love with each others, so we had, and have, no need to play someone else than we are. It was only about "...*if* you find the time and/or have the inclination to do so, would you recommend some Finnish bands/singers you believe are really good?, which lead to correspondence (and lurking in each other's blogs), which lead to where we are now.

You'd say we're kindred souls... it feels like it. And I really hope it's so - I hope it because both of us, because we've got hurt too many times, and we both want this good thing to last.
We want to be us.