Resurface.
So it seems like the Knight was the last one about whom I wrote on this blog. Not a whole lot has happened since... well untill January that is.
New year's eve saw me set up with a scotian boy. There's no doubt that my gay friends new of my utterly desperate longing for a relationship and so there it was. Thanks to lots of good ole' Southern Comfort the night ended quite beautifully with what looked like a nice beginning.
Turns out we were both entirely too passive for each other - so passive that less than one month in, neither of us called to officially end it... in my defense though, I was the last to call ;)
Move forward a few weeks and see me messaged on facebook by a random west indian. One day later we have already talked on the phone and exchanged work email addresses. One day more and we have emailed each other an obscence number of times during the day (yes yes all while im 'working' lol) One week later we've seen each other twice for coffee and once for supper and drinks. One more week later and I'm losing my mind.
It's hard for me to figure out what's wrong with me. He's a nice guy - not completely out yet but still a sweetheart - does all the things that one would do like be concerned, call, pay attention and all those things - just that again, I'm not feeling it.
I'm so young in the relationship/dating thing it would seem. Perhaps I need to get out of the dreamy romance novels and poems and face reality. Or do I wait for bells and fireworks?
