I'm listening to Turkish music right now...ahhhh...it eases the soul. It's been WAY too long since I've visited Turkey, and I miss it with all of my heart.
Here's what I have to say about Sweater Guy(oh and jaclyn, I'm sending you a letter with all the info to the story): I'm analyzing WAY too much here (I know, BIG surprise). When it comes down to it, I barely know him...we just met a month ago for God's sake! I need to chillllllll out. I need to take a breather and stop worrying and giving myself ulcers (refer to all my previous posts where I was going crazy).
If he likes me, he likes me. If he doesn't, then he doesn't. I need to stop trying to map out my stars when they are already mapped out for me. If things are right and comfortable and a good match...it will all come together.
Because I don't date much, I get all crazy and stupid when I do. And I hate that. Because I am a COOL girl. I'm quiet and shy at first, and I observe a lot...but once you get to know me, I'm loud and kind of crazy. I like to dance and sing at a moment's notice. I love art. I love getting lost in a movie or a song. I'm intelligent. I'm weird, but in a freakin' good way.
When the time is right, Carlos will see those things. I won't do any good shoving them in his face.
And if he doesn't want to be with me--well, that would suck. But I need to stop acting like the planets would collide and result in total destruction if we don't date. Everything will be fiiiiiine.
See how this blog ends up being a cathartic release for me? It's a start, at least.