I finally heard from him today, and he said he’s not interested. Honestly, and I’m really not just saying this … I am absolutely ok with this. It was the waiting that was killing me, the not-knowing.
Even knowing that I’m never going to see him again doesn’t feel bad. Because of him I allowed my heart to open again and I am open to the possibility of love.
And to think all this happened over the course of one short week. Ah, the beautiful craziness of life.
In other news, did you guys hear that Willie Nelson cut his hair? For me this means that one of my ultimate sex symbols has lost some of his power, but I’ll always love him regardless …