So I’ve been musing what I could write about today. I’m enjoying this space I have to jot down whatever little thoughts might make their way into my head and want to be released.
I’ve been thinking of getting my own place. Yup, getting rid of the roommate situation. I’ve really wanting that for sometime now. And I think that the time is nearing. But there are a few things I need to make sure will happen before I do that. I need to see if my mom is ready to sell me her old furniture, or if g’ma will be wanting to sell me hers. They are both ready to buy new furniture and have told me they’d sell me theirs for really cheap. So I’m thinking I might instigate this reaction. I would LOVE to have my own space. But I might get lonely, but loniness is something I really need to become familiar with. I need to be alone for a time. No boys, no roommates, no distractions. I need to focus on me for a time. “Yes, I’m ready to jump!”

Also today An Imogen Heap song jumped out at me, grabbed me and shook me up. It was saying exactly what I was looking for in a song. I like the music I listen to to describe how I’m feeling, it’s something I’ve always done. I think everyone does that. But it’s called “The Walk.” It discusses about how she isn’t in a place to like someone, yet she’s feeling like for someone. That’s me. The Sunday date was a lot of fun, and I know that I could like him too much, and get stuck in the same cycle all over again. No thank you. So I am just going to continue walking without him. I’ll keep his number for a rainy day as the song goes. But other than that I am not going to let myself even fall the least for him. Like I want to call him tonight and see how he’s doing, but I’m not going to. If he wants to talk, then he can call me.