I'm suddenly getting all 'girly' and shit. I've spent the last two years making sure that the next time I found myself getting into a relationship that I would be stable, focused, know exactly what I want, and would not settle for games, flings, or anything else that needed rules or definitions. I am a grown woman - not some college coed named Tiffany who hasn't a clue about life and love. **sigh**
Jake and I are meeting for drinks tonight. I'm single. He's supposedly not commited in his situation. Timing seems perfect. But, then I keep thinking...perfect for what? What am I trying to accomplish? If it's a fling, that can be dangerous because I have an extremely long and heated history with Jake. No, it's much more than that. But it's certainly not...GASP....love. God no! It's more like an immense amount of mutual chemistry that has the potential for more. Yes, that has the technicality I'm looking for.
Why am I thinking like a chick? I'm getting all frilly froo-froo inside my head and I'm not thinking straight. I've been avoiding men for this specific reason.
Or maybe...
I was holding out for this specific man.
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