When you are preoccupied with excitement and anticipation is hard to be scared. Yet, it is universally known truth of reality coming done, not like me each morning-undone. Deciding just to jump on a plane and go give him a kiss, just what a romantic in me dreamed of doing whole life while a wuzz in me, that can't even get anything inked was freaking out. Naturally. Was I surprised? Not much.
All by myself in the southest of inhibited piece of land populated by, hopefully friendly people, me there. Who is going to pick me up when I am down? Who is going to cover their ears when I am screaming? Who is going to take me home? Who is going to ignore my outbursts or whatever me just because I am theirs? No one.
You know where this way of thinking will get me? No where! So, I am going to go and do it, and its not going to be boring. I want it more than I am afraid of it! And what do ya know, I might love it. One is for sure. I am going to enjoy it to the fullest. Give my all, my time, attention, affection and sincerity and open half a dozen senses to experience.
Am I going to be with someone that I can pour myself into, another soul I can cling onto, another body to keep me warm. Hell yeah!
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