Life is so complicated. It?s taken me twenty years to learn this. Just when I think that I have life figured out, I get thrown this amazingly huge curveball. Not that it?s any one curveball in particular that I have on my mind right now. I mean, frankly?I?ve been thrown quite a few lately.
Love.
School.
Career.
Friends.
Health.
Family.
Church.
Each of them have managed to suck in their own special and unique ways.
Like?
I have this great man in my life?who wants to be a bigger part of it. But I?m so hesitant to jump into a new relationship. The idea of getting into one right now, so shortly after ending my last one, bothers me. I mean, the idea of a rebound relationship seems to be a commonly accepted. But I?m not happy with that. And, if I?m going to rebound with somebody, I do not want it to be him. He?s just such a fabulous guy. I really do have great respect and adoration for him.
I mean, would the 11 year old count as my rebound? (For those of you who don?t know?he was not 11 years old?he was 11 years older than me.) It?s not like the fling with the 11 year old went anywhere. We talked a lot. We almost went out. But them he told me that he was coming to town to see me. Way good! And that he got a hotel room for us. Way not so good!
How many men is too many men? Am I truly just a slut? Or am I just being normal?and getting to know other guys in my life. I mean, I don?t count every random eating out as a serious date. But there are other people in my life who do. So, then, if you rack up my date counter in the last three months?it?d be up to like?well?six. Six! That seems like not that many to me. That is less than a date a week. And I?m twenty! Give me a freakin? break.
Oh well, that is my rant about life at the moment. I wish I could sleep. *groan*