...To Watch The Storm With All It's Wonder...Ragin' In Her Lover's Eyes...

It could be, so perhaps caution is recommended, that I'm just lonely. It could be that the desperate wishes for a happy ending are just a mere product of my new environment. That environment consisting solely of "filler" activities (we already talked about my idea of "fillers") and snuggleing with the dog (and only the dog) at night. It's a first but I'm already cheating at the whole let's-play-single-game. I'm not supposed to keep interest for more than a night and it is certainly agianst the rules to talk for hours on end!

Well, being a believer in the impossible, I'd like to say that it's not just behaviorism and I do actually find myself in the likes of Mike.

Though I'm not one to hold grudges, I do however remember instances that hurt my heart (not terribly) and from there take the necessary precautions to protect my feelings. I'm not going to discard the idea of getting to know Mike, however I'm not going to play "Jason's Fool" agian. (That's what I'm going to call it from now on because there is no worse example that best compares the hell I went through)

I can already see where this is going. I woke up this morning and I thought about him,(Red Flag number one) and then I wondered if he was thinking of me (Red Flag number two), and then coincidentally I had a text message and I got excited because I knew it was him which means he was thinking of me (Red Flag number three).

Judging by those little mishaps (as minor as they may seem) I will not, wait around and wonder for too long about a yes or no answer. Yes being there's more to it than the obvious, no being it's just the obvious.

I'm accepting either one at the moment