i have a second "date", tonight, and i can't determine how i feel about it. it's with the guy from a few weeks ago. yes, it took us 2.5 weeks to schedule a second outing. i'm not even sure if this counts as a second date anymore. hell, we might be back to date numero uno at this point. at first, we were both at least seemingly enthusiastic about a repeat date, but then it's like somehow everything else became more important to both of us than going out again. i had work. he had a friend in town. i had more work. he went home for mother's day. now, we're finally at the day, and i don't know that i'm excited anymore.
it's not that i don't like him. in fact, i really liked him and still do. he was pretty much exactly what i look for in a person to date, so i should be ecstatic about going out again... but.
but i'm not ecstatic. i'm not even nervous. i'm ambivalent, and i know why.
i don't want it to be 2 weeks between every date, so i'm subconsciously making myself downplay how much i like this guy. as much as i do like him, he's less frantic and frenetic in his replies and answers to my almost-instantaneous, extremely prompt emails, and frankly, i don't know if my feelings and heart are patient enough to "date" someone every 2 weeks. if this is just us easing into more consistent and frequent facetime, then hoorah, but if this is just the slow beginning to a slow end, then my heart will certainly be fine. right? right.
yes, i'm overreacting. would we really have it any other way?
i.f.o.t.d. - after reading a post by hipsterhomo, i'm totally scared of voodoo and the frighteningly prevalent women who could hex me while i'm waiting for the red line.
posted by brett @ 6:38 PM
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