Blue Eyes Designs

(I was up until 4am writing last night. I couldn’t get to sleep so I wrote until I fell asleep. This is some of the result. )

It comes with so many of its own challenges and sometimes I have trouble coping with them. New love is tenuous – so many things held in the balance as you get to know each other. Time spent apart feels wasted because the new emotion is so pre-occupying. Being overcome with the desire to know everything you can about the other person makes everyday tasks bothersome. Until that desire is near met everything’s up in the air. Uncertainty comes hand-in-hand with new love. The drive to please and share is strong. I don’t want to screw anything up – the moment’s so perfect, I don’t want to lose it.

Discovering the other is magnificent. There’s nothing like it in the world. When you’re lucky, you never stop discovering. Only when new love transitions into long love, do you really recoginize those moments. Until then, they’re nervous and uncertain, but beautiful none-the-less.

Long love is different, more comfortable for sure, but often not as exciting (which is fine if that’s what you want.) Old love must be tinged always with new, however, for anything to last.

New love often leaves you speechless. When all you can think to say is an affirmation that yes, I do love you, it’s hard not to feel like a broken record. You’re filled with this overwhelming new sensation – it’s awe-inspiring in the most literal sense, and it can overwhelm so easily. But sometimes, that’s the only thing that needs said. I love you so much it aches.

New love brings with it the heights of happiness and the depths of lonliness – felt all the more strongly the closer you get. So please understand when I cry, when I pout, and when I won’t hang up the phone. New love’s got me caught firmly in its grasp, and even thought it hurts so much sometimes, I hope it’ll never let go.

So I managed to lock myself out of MT sometime toward the end of last week and have just now gotten around to getting things re-set (or re-created, as the case may be.) And I return to you, of course, just in time to go home for the weekend. While I’m there, I should have plenty of time to ruminate, so perhaps I’ll update this thing. *shrug* I make no promises.

But now, your moment of zen:

“I’ve discovered that Gerbers to boys are like penises – the more they can use them, the happier they are.” -M

From “Happy in the Meantime” by Lit
(don’t think the entire song applies, but I like this….)

I’ve gotta make up for losin’ time
Cuz I’ve been spinnin’ my wheels all night
And I can’t wait
Can’t hardly wait to see you
Things seem better off now
I think I’m better off now

It’s just another reason why
It all comes down to you and I
Just have another drink
Waste some time with me

I did this last year, because I thought it was interesting. I do it again this year not only because it’s interesting, but also because a lot has changed this year and I’m curious to see how it compares.
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