those are not my hands. but that is my red face. *high five*
so it turns out last thursday worked in my favor. escorted to my car by a comfortable stranger. it's been 15 minutes...we must be friends. that seems to be the story lately. early morning phone call with an invitation to a company function. a little strange? but it wasnt. which makes me wonder if it's me...or them. i could be getting myself into trouble, but if i'm being myself & i feel comfortable, how bad could the situation be? i'm becoming flamboyantly myself these days. this is who i am. take it or leave it. and to those that embrace it, i'm automatically drawn to. i suppose that's obvious.
thanks to a random craving for cheesecake, we did a quick scan of the situation (like always) & realized...when did we get so dependent on finding the other half? it's a little disturbing how it snowballed so fast & i hate it. time to take a step back & take time for ourselves. we come first, they come second. and don't you forget it. which makes me think of a much needed trip to the dirrrrty south. and i'm not talking about the OC this time. more dirty...more south.
the pipeline (in other ways) is filling up once more, and i couldnt be more excited. i live for these spontaneous moments with the people that i care for the most. commitment isnt such a scary thing. it's still 3 months away, but the idea of it happening is what keeps me going. who knows where we'll be by then, but we've all given the yes and that's that. we trust each other to come through in the end...and that's why i have no qualms about betting all my money on something so far away.
the unknown isnt so scary when you've got friends like mine.
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