Bob like a robot from 1984

I always:

Drink too much coffee.
Fidget.
Try to laugh once a day.
Have a song stuck in my head.
Over think things or don't think things over at all.
Listen to my gut.
Want more money.
Have a pen in my purse.
Want more snail mail.
Love walking through parks on sunny days.
Wandering around town looking for new "neat" spots.
Ride a bus on my days off, be it around Peterborough to see the sites or to other towns.
Daydream.


I sometimes:
Spend a whole day in bed.
Sit on patios alone.
Fall in love.
Think about moving.
Miss my boy.
Doubt myself.
Party with my friends. (I wish there was enough time & money to make this an always)
Call my mom when I say I will.
Doubt others.
Choose to do things despite knowing it's stupid.
Say hilarious things.
Think I'm pretty intelligent.
Paint.
Laugh for no reason.
Go running. (I can't even pretend that this would ever be an always)


I never:
Feel overweight.
Stop loving my friends, even if they've hurt me.
Regret anything.
Want to sit still.
Say I'm sorry if I don't mean it.
Look back if I'm over it.
Want to lose contact with some people.
Want him to go away again <3

I just got back into town after an epic little adventure across Ontario. I saw the lovely Fernando & my sister; Marky G when we went to Hess Village. (Which by the way, is lit up like Christmas, go there if you can!). Bre & my entire FamJam at a Birthday party.

Sunday I hit up Waterloo and surprised the crap out of Shaun, we had a pretty chill couple of days- chill & awesome. Being back with Shaun scares the crap out of me, but in the best way possible.
It occurred to us that we've known each other for 7 years this year. I bit my tongue when it occurred to me that 3 of those years (now going on 4) were spent with us dating in one form or another, we've never managed to just be friends for longer than a month or two.
Scary, yes. However, I think I've learned a lot.
But still, scary as hell...I really don't want to get hurt again anytime soon...
and don't get me wrong, if it wasn't him, if it wasn't my Shaun I wouldn't even bother.

But it IS Shaun.
and he brings me coffee in bed.
and holds my hand despite hating hand holding.
and makes me smile at 9 am in the morning.
and agreed to go to the Art Gallery despite hating art.
and listens to me rant about my emotions at 5 am, before telling me "You think too much" and kissing me.
and lets me blare Lady Gaga at any time in the day.

So...you know, all or nothing, right?


Is it possible to fall for someone so soon after having your heart broken?