crotch rot
i'm back limbo land again. not sure where i am really. poor little me is a little sick. also. well. should i talk about this here? she said everything was great but. you get the picture. sometimes you just want it to work because there is no apparent reason why it shouldn't, but. she called back a few days later says she's been in a strange mood. hasn't felt like doing much but sleeping. wherever she is she wishes she was somewhere else. understandable. i just wish i could cheer her up. make her see she has it pretty good. i can't be sure where all of this leaves us either: she locks up under interrogation. understandable. so i had to make the decision. a few steps back. maybe a week or two without contact. see how that goes.
but the nagging question remains. is she right? would we know already? we don't know each other all that well but that usually adds to the excitement. doesn't it? it's been awhile since i had a girlfriend. well at least that hung around for a more than a coupla weeks (& vice versa).
look at the positives: more time to get a band of sorts together. more time to wander blindly around without attachment (which i do enjoy), more time to be loserish and not fear reproach. also, well, there is, nevermind.
but the nagging question remains. is she right? would we know already? we don't know each other all that well but that usually adds to the excitement. doesn't it? it's been awhile since i had a girlfriend. well at least that hung around for a more than a coupla weeks (& vice versa).
look at the positives: more time to get a band of sorts together. more time to wander blindly around without attachment (which i do enjoy), more time to be loserish and not fear reproach. also, well, there is, nevermind.