As it turns out, I might not be any less jealous.. just better at controlling it and ignoring it or at least distracting myself by overloading – everything.
I found myself appreciative of her candid response. I knew damn well that I was not going to be picking her up from anyway, but yet, I ask – why one may ask and remind me of the basic definition of insanity, but still I persist.
Tonight, as I am trying to fall asleep, I think to myself… ‘He better not be touching her.’ and I realize that.. that it must be the full moon right? There should be something out of my control for me to blame my absurd emotions on. Oh yes, I started.. I don’t want anyone touching my dream lady because my body is preparing itself to have her baby.. that must be it.
That probably doesn’t make it any better than anything else. I have been day dreaming way too much today. I had sent her an email just as I was leaving work. As I was driving home my mind wandered to the ever circling question – does she even read them? That lead to a smile when I thought about my oh so casual trip up the stairs as I was walking and texting that day last week or so.
I was at Madd’s house doing laundry and I had intended on seeing the kid but she was asleep when I got there so I was already a bit disappointed. At some point I started texting my favorite person and as I was walking up stairs to grab something I received a quite unexpected but more than welcomed text that left we with the instant, ‘Well.. I guess she reads my emails…’ How can she possibly stand me? I mean, even I get tired of me at this point. I’m like fuckin’ Screetch – actually I hope not but I do feel like Erkle at times. So anyway – life is like that and I wish that she was holding me tonight.
Sometimes I tell myself that she doesn’t hold it against me because she knows how I feel. Maybe not for a specific person and maybe not a literal translation – but I’ve had some outlandish expectations for quite sometime and then ms. practical magic comes waltzing into my life with one blue eye and eye green eye and cracks the code to my heart as if it was never even encrypted. Then I follow down the path of enlightenment without question or hesitation. I hope that she knows that I would follow her anywhere and I am even more thankful that she is more than delicate with me. The more time that passes and the more things that happen, the more I am convinced that it was all because she really cared – and I don’t even know what that means yeah but I try my hardest to trust in something more powerful than myself and that everything has happened for a reason. It’s hard to believe that there is only two and a half months left in this decade. I have big plans for the 20s and it’s actually to just – wait and see what happens.