It started with an odd dream last night. Very familiar people doing very unfamiliar things. That's all I'll say about that.
I woke up early (an hour earlier than normal), my stomach was upset (I'm not entirely sure what from, but I have a guess). So instead of coffee I had a mint tea. It's just not the same. In fact, I can't blog any further until I've finished brewing the coffee (just enough for one cup).
*returns with coffee* *sips* Ahh, much better. I have a few calls to make, but I'm not making them. Perhaps after I finish the coffee. I'll probably pay for it with my stomach later.
So, there's a guy at work I might like to ask out. 'Might' depends on nerves. He seems about my age, good looking (in a very cute, boy-next-door sort of way), very, very nice (in a seemingly sweet, gentle sort of way). He's not the type I'd usually go for. He's better. But I'm a bit conflicted in my head/heart. I still think of my ex often (daily), I miss him (sometimes) and I wish any day now he'd pull his head out of his ass and act on what he wants for once, but, I can't wait. Maybe he never will. Maybe he really doesn't want me after all. I don't know what life has in store for me so I'm just trying different things. I'm trying to find what fits right. Even if it's trying on what doesn't fit a couple times. Don't know unless you try, right? But why do I hesitate? Why do I care if he'll say no? It's just a word. No. I guess it all comes down to wanting to be wanted by someone. Loved. Cared for. Thought of.