I am a rock, not an island
Oh dear me. I always go through a phase...actually I think it has to do with hormone shifts...where I can't stand on my own two feet and want a big ol' pair of arms to hold the swooning me. That time's starting to pass again though, which is good because I was starting to get sick of me. Obviously, if I think I need someone that badly at any point in my life, hormone induced or not, I've got a long way to go before I should be with someone. The someone I should be with needs to have baggage similar in kind and weight, so we can trade with each other, but I don't think I'm in a place to take that on. What I am in a place to do is reminisce in my old bedroom and spend time with my family, and buy Christmas gifts last minute, and cram everyone into my vacation while I can. All along to my new CDs! Fuck yeah!