There's No Road Coming Back This Way...

THIS is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet countrymen, Judge tenderly of me! Emily Dickinson

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Just a 30 something,divorced, disillusioned woman trying to find humanity in the big city.

Friday, June 02, 2006

Just like riding a bicycle

I haven't been in a relationship in so long that I'm having to adjust a few things. It's not that I'm inconsiderate, but it takes a little extra. I have to watch my man bashing (for some reason it's turn off). My tongue can be rather harsh at times. I put that extra effort into how I look every day. We are definatley still in that stage where we're trying to impress. Let's not forget the sleeping issue. I'm up a bit later than usual either talking to him or out with him. When he comes home with me I'm really not used to sharing my bed. I also have to keep reminding myself to step back and slow down. It's very comfortable and I've been getting lonely. Even if this doesn't work out, it's a great stepping stone for my trust issues. I'm trying to be more patient, less annoyed, and not as judgemental about the little things. I think those all pretty much tie together though. My boss seems to think that I'll end it before long anyway. I've been known to cut things off at the knees. This time is different. I'm giving it an honest chance. I've done this before. We're just dating. Right now it's all very good.

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