sucking the sights of the city lights while your sucking marrow.
ah.. the few days in the mist of a budding romance. they are some of the most anxiety filled and depressing days. the thoughts and questions that blow through your mind each day when you think about the one you want. it's fucking torture.
it's not that bad this time around. i think that... in my mind i'm just really having fun and i'm not looking for the third slice on my wrist. i'm looking for companionship and someone to hang out with. not a husband. so if dude doesn't call me, i don't panic. if dude calls me, i don't flip out and think he's in love with me.
he's nice. ya know? it's about time i met a nice guy. and he's fun... makes me smile. i'm usually the one making people smile, but he does it for me. he likes beer and will suffer through a movie with me even though being idle drives him nuts. we have similar interests. music being the top dog on the list. he's a sound engineer, recording engineer, drummer/guitarist/singer... pretty much anything having to do with music, he's got a finger in. just like i do.
and he understands the blue phobia. well, not much as understands it, he recognizes it. remembers it. and consciously keeps it there to not provoke me.
but he lives so far. and since he's got a few different things going on... he has no time to hang out. our schedules are so terrible a clash, that it's almost impossible to schedule ourselves together. *sigh* i see more of my cute stalker at the store than i do this guy.
but hey... we'll see.
it's not that bad this time around. i think that... in my mind i'm just really having fun and i'm not looking for the third slice on my wrist. i'm looking for companionship and someone to hang out with. not a husband. so if dude doesn't call me, i don't panic. if dude calls me, i don't flip out and think he's in love with me.
he's nice. ya know? it's about time i met a nice guy. and he's fun... makes me smile. i'm usually the one making people smile, but he does it for me. he likes beer and will suffer through a movie with me even though being idle drives him nuts. we have similar interests. music being the top dog on the list. he's a sound engineer, recording engineer, drummer/guitarist/singer... pretty much anything having to do with music, he's got a finger in. just like i do.
and he understands the blue phobia. well, not much as understands it, he recognizes it. remembers it. and consciously keeps it there to not provoke me.
but he lives so far. and since he's got a few different things going on... he has no time to hang out. our schedules are so terrible a clash, that it's almost impossible to schedule ourselves together. *sigh* i see more of my cute stalker at the store than i do this guy.
but hey... we'll see.