There is light at the end of every tunnel
I get this really cool compliment from my editor on my Juneteenth story that ran in Sunday's paper Saturday night. He told me it was one of my best stories and that he was so proud of me for doing so well. And the thing is, I didn't even think it was that great. Guess I don't even know good writing when I see it. Go me!!!
It was good to hear because the week started off really crappy. I even got to leave work at 9:30!
Good times were had at Northgate that night.
EDIT: For those who cannot read it, here it is:
http://www.theeagle.com/stories/061905/local_20050619001.php Throwing the hat over the wall
So me and Randy are now dating despite me being terrified out of my witts. I am so scared to get close to a guy because when I do--WHAM-- they hurt me somehow. He claims he is not out to hurt me and that he cares for me so much. I told him I wanted to take things slow because I was still mending from the entanglement my heart felt a month and a half ago. He said he was fine with that, so I guess we will see what happens. He is super sweet and seems to care about my feelings. He thinks it's cool I am a reporter, haha awww.
BUT,I also have the fear that I am going to hurt him, or as I put it, pull an "Adam." I just hope my heart knows what it is getting into.