A Swiftly-tilting Planet

As confident as I was when I said a couple of months back that I was going to be single for a little while longer, I think I can safely say I won't be single... sometime this year I suppose.

The Universe really does unfold in the weirdest way possible... or should I say strangest?

The attraction is apparent and, well at least to me, very palpable. Yet things are happening slowly and there's no rush and I'm glad it's a slow ride. The past one was dizzying and adrenaline-filled, and it started fizzling out almost as soon as it started.

And then there are the usual mental exercises that accompany these things. Do I really need something like this right now? Shouldn't I be heeding A's advice telling me to run away as fast as I can from guys who are too intense? Like a moth to a flame burned by the fire, says Michael J's sister. It's funny though because it really seems that his baggage goes with mine.

I only hope it's not just the baggage.