pihumble

I survived the weekend, stayed home, and fasted for 48 hours.  The storm has eased; it reminds me of being a teenager in love.  The emotions were strong as a teenager whenit involved girls and love, and twenty-plus years later there just as strong.  I find it scary and neat at the same time, the meds are worthless during these storms of passion.  I never felt like this with my wife (future -x), what was I thinking back them a marriage of convenience?  

Spent two and a half months, seeing this girl online and it was fun and exciting.  Nice to share dreams, just bad timing, and location were the main hurdlers.  It was nice to be completely open with another person and sharing secrets regarding my bi-polar that I have not told anyone before.

 If love and girls are a narcotic, call me an addict, add sex what do you get?