I feel like I read once in the Daily Hope that one way to know you're on the way to an answered prayer is when Satan keeps popping up to distract you.
Well, friends, Japple is back! I don't know what dream I'm on the way toward, but I've gotten two pop-ups now that might be signaling something good is about to happen.
It has completely rattled and frazzled me. Let me tell you!
So, am I going to respond! Heck yes!
The only good part about online dating is for a hopeless romantic like me, I get to act out a lot of fantasies. I try to fit in these flowery words into these virtual conversations. Before I drop something poetic, I always chuckle a little like even if this doesn't work out, I had these micro-relationship via these one liners.
I get to be the main character in these short romance vignettes.
He sent me a passive aggressive message on Hinge and I'm cooly waiting until Tuesday to respond. Not responding was not even an option. I'm fully ready to engage in little tete a tete. I have a whole thing planned with flowery words.
The question is do I match and wait for him to double text or just shoot off my very endearing (to me) message of long lost love. Oh, I'm going all for it, gang! All for it!
The joy I've gotten in spinning this web of lies to suit my fancy is too much. I love romance and flowery words and even if this is all I get to say, at least I get to say it! I've felt and put so much romance out into the universe, if Karma really were a thing, I'd be living a romantic fairy tale.
But yes, after I'd kinda dropped him from memory and Mean Brain was trying to convince me that Dapple was the source of all my woes, this guy pops up. Like my favorite Bachelor candidate once said, FTG!
Obviously, he's a little bored and so am I. So this just got good!
The only thing is, I wish I had gotten my work done so I could fully enjoy the fun. Ugh. I'm so keyed up, I can't even enjoy my shows and I don't have enough focus to do the work, so that's what leads me to this blog.
Speaking of cutesy. I'm pretending to be in the prologue of another love vignette, and I sent him a cute message this morning. I'm just pretending that boys and girls feel things the same and because I would love to get a message like that, he would too!
False or not, I'm choosing to believe I have good instincts.
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