Saturday, August 7, 2010

I Plead The Fifth

"A writer who is in a hurry to be understood today or tomorrow runs the danger of being misunderstood the day after tomorrow." - Johann G. Hamann

I plead the fifth. It doesn't matter what age I am, I still revert back my insecure teenager years when I am interested in a man. If there isn't a problem, I create one, because I figure it's too good to be true. But, what if it is genuine and innocent? Do I fear ideal so much so that I go out of my way to butcher the beautiful reality?
Some thoughts are better left unsaid and definitely shouldn't be broadcast on a blog that a particular man religiously reads. I blame it on the bartender last night for the seriously addictive Jolly Rancher martinis. But, the central issue is still the same today as it was yesterday. I worry now if I said too much and exposed too much of my soft side. But, these are relevant concerns and questions and as the days go by I worry that I put all my eggs in one basket and the bunny robbed me blind.
So now all I want to hear and need to hear is the brutal truth. No neutral answer. I don't care what time it is or how many meetings are scheduled that day. If you are still interested you will find the time to say hi. I don't think I'm asking for much, but maybe I am and if that simple task is too much then you have answered my question and I'll walk away now no love lost.

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