Um hello.  I suppose I should tell you what's happened.
I've been very busy with work and school, and I kept telling Walrus I didn't have time to see him.  He found out I was done a gig at 8pm and asked if he could meet me for coffee after.  I said ok.  I was somewhat discouraging, mentioned how tired I was, but he didn't take the hint.  I don't know what my intentions were.  I had imagined a conversation where I told him he was brave and smart but not ready for a relationship but I was sure we'd be good friends....
Yeah.  That didn't happen.  He was actually quite talkative and it was quite okay.  He couldn't get his bank card to work and I paid, but I felt better having evened out the score in that department.  Afterwards we walked around the city and held hands.  I was so tired from work I said I was ready to go home at 10.  There were two pecks on the cheek and one quick peck on the lips before I darted onto the subway train.
I couldn't sleep that night.  Very wired.  I thought it might be worth it to give it a try, and it was so nice to hold someone's hand....I thought a long time about all the weird things I've done to my pysche in order to keep going on alone for so long....I won't go into it.
We went to the beach two days later, which was weird, because there's a lot of skin showing, and we were lying on a beach blanket.  That day it was hot and we were both sluggish.  He just seemed 'off' a bit, and all the quirks of the stroke were quite apparent.  I could tell he wanted to touch me and I was so jumpy.  There was a few short kisses.  So there, I've kissed someone, but it wasn't very exciting.  That day was tough. 
We're writing to each other (texts on our phones) several times a day and those still seem very different in character from the man in person.  He can write, but his speech is muddled just a little... Grammatically it's still good but the words are simpler and the sharp wit is missing...
He's started to say very warm things to me through the texts.  I'm called several pet names, and I'm beautiful and he misses me etc...I've told him to tone it down, I don't respond to ones that make me blush...Not that he's 'sexting' me, they're all quite innocent.  He's being quite patient, really, by today's standards.  But 4 dates, and I think he's planning the wedding already....Not exaggerating! 
I don't know what to do.  When we just write, I can forget about how hard it is to communicate sometimes face to face.  Except for being too enthusiastic, he's been quite a gentleman, and supportive. 
I don't know what he was like before so I don't know what parts of his behavior are caused by the stroke and which are caused by the emotional trauma of the stroke. 
I hope I'm not deluding myself.  I keep saying I want out and I press on.