she made me smile...

I was having what would clearly be classified as a bad morning. Then, I get a call from Secret.

Me: (in my not a happy camper voice) Hello?

Secret: Is my girl having a bad day?

What's that noise I hear? I do believe it is my heart fluttering! I feel like such a...girl. I mean, I look forward to her phone calls and I don't want to get off the phone at night (or ever). We are so different but also very similar. She's funny and laughs at my jokes. It's weird. I feel so gitty (did I even spell that right?).

As a Libra, I am a hopeless romantic. As much as I may like to play hard, I am a big softie and I wear my heart on my sleeve. I love quick. I love hard. I love long. You put all that together and, more often than not, it spells disaster and heartache for me. Yet, it doesn't stop me. I am yet earnestly seeking 'the one.'

Now, before the lesbian calvary comes to rescue me from myself, don't hear what I'm not saying. I'm not saying I'm in love. I mean I like her, but dang. I'm not trying to U-Haul, but I wanna see where this could go. I guess I'm just thinking out loud. Wondering. Questioning. Dreaming. Whatever this is it feels...nice.

She made me smile and turned my otherwise difficult day on it's head. I was smiling the rest of the day. She really brightened my day. That, in and of itself, surprised me. How can one person just brighten my day? I'm just going to enjoy the moment. Enjoy the way she makes me feel. I like being here, in this place. Being here

Makes. No. Sense.