Dreaming into reality.

Even though I haven't made my way there yet, I want to.
I find it funny the way fate works. Here I am, learning to embrace the circumstances.
Meeting new people, when I never thought I would.
Finding new love.
Or what I consider love. I think people's ideals on love are grossly misguided by today's portrayal of what love is (i.e. sexual acts, physical attraction, obsessing).
Not really. I call that infatuation. Don't get me wrong. Love can be shown through sex. But if that is its base, it will NEVER grow.
My friend is behind me snoring loudly.
Sorry, side note.

But for me living without giving that part of myself is like living without part of myself.
Shayla and I had this discussion the other night. I call it "The Adam's Eve Complex". Eve was made from Adam's rib as a gift to Adam. God's gift.

But anyway...What part am I talking about?
Good question.

I think the deeper parts of myself. But I won't share that with just anyone. My trust has been growing much thinner of guys lately. Which feels stifling. And and overwhelming sexual tension that tears into my thoughts. =) Wonderful. I don't trust myself when it comes to sex! Think I literally lose my mind..sometimes. Lol.

I'm an idealist. An envision[er]. A lover. A rare commodity right now. I struggle between wanting to be close to someone, and maintaining my independence.
What if someone is staring me down right now?
I think I can see him. Slowing unveiling his true intentions.
I don't want to think. I want to know.

Only one way to find out.