After The Speed Dating

We walked around the room, bumping into each other, each finding our little tables with the numbers on them. And today I feel very melancholy about the entire experience. Last night I felt something else. I guess just a sense of experiencing something new and different. Still, I think I'd do it again. I think. But I'm not 100% on that.

The cutest guy ever's radar had apparently gone off again. Each time I'm making a move to go in a different direction, without his knowledge, he gets in touch with me. Clouding up my thoughts and making me wonder what he's thinking. But last night he seemed a bit cranky when I did get back in touch with him. After the speed dating event. I hated not telling him the whole truth when he had inquired as to my whereabouts.

However, he's not exactly beating down my door either.

Bah! I'm not going to worry about any of it but I'm also not going to make any quick moves in another direction at the moment. I think I better just take a deep breath today and worry about the rest later. Plus, I'm struggling at this point to keep my eyes open, I don't need to be thinking too terribly hard.