Is it normal to feel this way about your mailman?
I'm a 22 year old boy who lives in a nice chalet with my family. We have a mailman who comes around 7 o'clock in the morning. I'm always waiting at my window so I can see his arrival. When he stops in front of our home, I run as fast as I can to get the door. I get this really comfortable, warm feeling when I see him. I'm always asking him questions about the univers and the whole worlds beginning. He's always telling me that he doesn't know much about these things, but he's just being humble. He always is. That's what I love about him. I feel like he's my dad when I talk to him about this stuff. It's like a father/son reunion every time he arrives at my home. I couldn't imagine a world without him.. is this normal?