Sometimes I wish I could just date. Sometimes I wish I could just be the person she needed, whoever “she” happened to be at the time. Sometimes I want to ignore the extra layer of information I see superimposed over the world, my soul’s HUD for navigating waking life. But the pull of that silver path is too strong. And I want to follow it, even if it leads to my nemesis. No one wants to face rejection because of an aetheric arrow. No one wants to hear about time out of phase. My criteria is beyond unreasonable and I find this offends those who hear it. Simply put: She lights up. And I … ignite.
So this is an apology to all of the wonderful women who just seem so right, who just make so much sense. I’m sorry. Just think of me as a visitor to your planet, bound by alien directives and customs. It will be easier to explain my behavior that way. I’m sorry. You did not stand a chance against the avatar, the one I am moving toward as the sun moves toward the sea. I don’t want you to save me.
don’t give up. never give up 🙂
People have stupider reasons for rejecting people:)
I once got dumped because I had to reschedule a date and that was just too “unavailable.” Figure I dodged a bullet on that one actually, though I was miffed at the time.
Ever try getting in a deeply meditative state and asking it when she’s coming along? Sometimes the subconscious knows these things and will tell you, so then you can relax and keep the channels from getting pinched down with the stress of worry about it.
And as far as saving goes, just one of the many catnips for chicks. You’re probably going to just have to deal with that response:) If you got a motorcycle, you’d be deadly;)
i once broke up with someone for not buying toilet paper. i once thought i was in love maybe and didn’t have the nerve to send the hokey letter i wrote him. and once in an abusive relationship i just packed all his stuff in his car, locked the doors and left while he was at work. survey says drey is too polite 🙂
and in my opinion, if you get a mtorcycle, it should be like a goldwing or a harley, but not a little crotchrocket/moped type thing. athough the little ones do get more speed and aren’t as heavy. hmmm. that’s quite a cunundrum actually. sorry i can’t spell cunundrum.