My Valentine's day was bearable. Joshua... the date... made the best impression/job one could... he opened doors and pulled out chairs, he made good conversation... I'll definitely see him again...
This weekend made me think about K... I know I haven't posted the whole story... because it just hurts... but it was my fault... all my fault... this love and dating business is something I just don't get... It's like everyone is wired to the main central and I'm not... I was forgotten at birth and no one has had the decency to fill me in... It's weird. I don't know if I'll ever be able to move on, I know I'm trying but it's hard... I don't have closure... It all ended so horribly... It was all my fault.
But I had a good time this weekend... I don't think I did the things I was supposed to do... I mean should one compliment the other? I didn't do that... We did kiss at the end... It felt weird... not because he's a bad kisser or anything, weird because I used to not kiss on first dates... but it felt right and right is good. Right is what I need at the present time.
He sent me an email this morning, and the message ended with an interesting quote:
Love is a choice you make from moment to moment.
- Barbara de Angelis
... We'll see.