falling on my head like a new emotion.

And he’s gone. Soon was more like “in a few”. Queue the rolling credits…

Aaaah, sure is awesome to feel alive again. It’s the aftertaste of reality that brings on vertigo and a world of hurt which sucks. Again, it is refreshing to know I can feel, not just crave. Life is so awesome and fucked up in that way.

Phhffft!

Yikes, I have transformed into a sap in less than week…not right. Fret no more, as of tomorrow, after my brief moment of self-pity, head pounding, listening to aggressive music to deaden the “why me, the world is soo unfair” voices, I’ll be back to my usual “go me”, wonder woman able to leap high curbs and survive on sex alone. Yeeeah!

*very heavy sigh*

“I’m glad to say that we’ve met
But I’m sad to say that the circumstances weren’t
on our side”

- What if We Said, Blue October

Life has a twisted sense of humor, much greater than mine even when I’m in the oddest moods. It figures that I find someone that interests me so much, I’m attracted to, feel like I can be myself around, we have tons to talk about…and he will most likely be leaving and returning to his job in another country soon. Yeah, Karma, I know I was messed up ten years ago, but come on, can’t I catch a break?!

The last couple evenings have been a blur, the first night reminiscent of Jesse and Celine in Before Sunrise. There’s a connection and I’m going to enjoy it while things last, no worries, no expectations because damn, life is meant to be lived. I could go on and on about how much I adore and what I like about him but I’m gonna spare ya. Unless of course something big happens, but until then, I’ll glide along in my bliss.