So, am visiting and talking to Jacksonville, and she has just discovered one of my inner truths. Or, at least, she's probably known it for a while now, but has just verbalised it.
I get distracted very easily, and, probably worse, I seek out distractions. Or as I like to call them, projects.
Squirrel!
The dieting. The job search. The moving into the central city, when I'm already in the inner suburbs. And now, am thinking of doing the perfect dating site profile, because it nay be about time to get back into those particular trenches.
So yes, good advice to tone down the class clown, self deprecating side of me. Wondering when or how to mention the dress up femme side of me.
And then Jacksonville pipes up and says I don't need to get partnered up or go dating. I'm awesome enough as it is, that I've got a good job, a nice apartment, a fantastic set of close friends, and have a varied array of hobbies and preoccupations already. I don't need to go chasing after rainbows to complete me.
Or should that be chasing after waterfalls?
See, I can't stop cracking jokes unless I really really concentrate on it. Lol.
She's supposed to have pregnant brain dammit. It's been forever since we have had a deep and meaningful, and she cuts to the heart of what is going on.
Before I know it myself. Dammit.
She thinks I'm amazing just the way I am. Which works.
The other ideas and concepts under advisement.
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