Mark called me again tonight. My phone was upstairs, so I didn’t hear it ring. After I called him back, we spoke for 35 minutes or so. We made plans to meet Sunday evening for dinner, after my flight lands. I had planned to suggest that to him but was hestitant, of course — but after he said he hoped we could get together soon, I asked him.
Typing that, it seems like such a small thing — I mean, we’ve been out once, he keeps calling, he’s interested — what do I have to be afraid of? My issue is one of fear — I am afraid of getting involved too quickly so I pull back. But then I get pissy and hurt that things aren’t progressing as I’d like. I’m going to try to do what feels right. I overanalyze anyway. I need to just follow my heart for once.
∗ Posted by Monique on 11.24.2005
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