So God is listening?

 I jumped the gun of course. I prayed for Sean (or Dan) to text me today. And for safe measure, I asked for someone (friend or foe) to contact me.

My Maryland Aunty just called me!

So God is listening. But I didn't wait for Sean to text me.

I messaged him. I used verbiage from the book and it did elicit a response like the book said. But he minimized what we had- which granted wasn't much. 

But I guess I got my answer.

He stopped responding and I deleted his number, the beautiful conversations, and all the saved text-to-email messages.

I'm staying in NC. Decision made.

I wonder why God didn't answer any of my other prayers. 

I feel free (as I always do initially), in a couple days I'll be sad to have burned that bridge. 

Next year, I'll be sad to have burned that bridge. This is what I had set up for My Perfect Year but Anxious Brain always wins.

I'm just tired of waiting to be happy, you know.