I had been relishing
the freedom, the opportunities; oh believe me, I had.
Once I learned to take care of myself, being single was so sweet; but, for some reason, I don't feel like I've given anything up moving into this new relationship with this particular guy, whilst for some reason I felt like I'd be giving up everything getting into the other one. It probably seems very strange to others, but I guess I know myself best.
I think the coolest thing he's said to me yet was "You're such a free spirit; you're a force of nature." Whether or not I am, it's a relief that he hasn't tried to tame me. Yet?
*knock on wood*