MissEnlightenment

Bipolar Mama
2018-02-16 16:19:04 (UTC)

Poetry Slam and Getting Organized

Mohsen spoiled me on valentine's day (2 days ago) with Laura Secord Chocolates, dinner, and roses that match my tattoo. How I would have killed for this type of gesture with Kyle. Selfishly I feel warm inside knowing he cares, even more selfishly I remind myself that we are so different. Although I feel guilty, its important to remind myself that I am being up front with him. Is it unreasonable for me to think that we can be fuck buddies with all the sweetness and admiration we've been giving without allowing things to escalate? It seems like the perfect situation for me at this point, sex, sweetness, good company and fun with no strings. Of course there are always strings but I never agreed to that so alls fair in love and war?
I'm attending the poetry slam with Mohsen and Cassie this evening, it should be fun.
For the day I will put together emails to send to local physicians, pick up tickets to see Miguel at the London Muslc Hall (woo!), write a patient-education script, and review practical skills!




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