While after all the thinking and writing and, relentless thinking and writing. It looks like I’m not ready to move on. I have made four dates in the last two weeks I kept one and then thinking about it I only kept that one because I knew it wasn’t a threat. It seems because I knew that that man wasn’t anything near what I wanted it was safe to go out with him and then just tell him it was nice but I didn’t wanna see him again. Maybe I thought that that would break the ice so to speak. It didn’t.
Maybe it’s enough right now to just be on my own to do more reading and writing and thinking and socializing without the prospect-goal being to meet a prospective mate. I’m not ready, it’s that simple. I don’t know why I thought it was even a possibility when I’m still in love with a man I made my everything. All I know I’ll mend and it will get easier but until it does I’m gonna put the part of my life on the back burner.
Life is good and I am content with my friends, family and activities as they are so why push it. If it’s meant to happen it will happen at the right time, in the right place, and with the right person.
And there you have it proof that it’s the woman’s perogative to change your mind!