The boy and the man

Woke up luxuriously on a sunday and made pancakes - YUMMY with the most devinely perfect cup of coffee and a deelish chocolate crossiant

I feel more focused then I have in a long long time. My decision not to go on meds the psycho doctor prescribed because I don't want to be drug dependant to feel better.

Right, back to the boy and the man.

The boy is the ex. There's nothing more I can say even if I think about him on and off he's history. We dated for almost a year and half, he said he loved me a few more months before he asked me out.

And all along that there was the man. We don't talk all the time but we're never out of touch too long. We met a few years back and clicked. There was the intial attraction but he was hung up on his ex and I was not ready to date anyone...

FUCK, work calls. I am trying to be a good girl and put work ahead of life's little dilemas.
Hence, adieu :)