Maybe it was watching the thunderstorm at midnight in her rented cottage, picture window open to Lake Huron, sky bathed in light.
Or the red wine. I had two glasses of wine, believe it or not. I am so not a drinker.
Or perhaps it was the two hour walk on the beach that we took yesterday morning. There was mist rolling in off the lake, and enough wind that fine grains of sand are still clinging to my skin.
Whatever the reason, I'm finally waking up to the idea that maybe, perhaps...
Okay, I like her.
So, what do I do now?
8 comments:
Only one foot in front of the other.
Only one breath at a time.
That is one of the problems of our human condition-we think we must DO!
Just be.
And
Let it come naturally!
Take her and go for another walk on the beach. Then stop some where for a drink and desert.
use your intuition, follow your instincts! enjoy the tension ...
Yay for you!
Keep spending time with her...that's what you do! The rest will start to fall into place.
Now, go. Have some fun!
Excellent advice from everyone....
Sugar - you're right - it will fall into place.
Nulaane - I wish the beach was closer to home, but I just might do that.
Reef - my instincts are rusty - they're telling me to move slowly, but then again, that could be fear...
EM - I am having fun! So much fun! I spent the better part of the weekend in the company of women and it was all fantastic. Especially the beach part
Oh how exciting!
I think moving slowly would be your best bet regardless whether it is fear or not. Follow your gut
Keep liking her.
And see what happens.
(good for you)
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