Just looking at other peoples' situations. The newcomers. You know, when I read those posts I feel I've come a long way. I'm pretty happy. I don't feel desperation, a lack of appetite, lack of sleep, fear. It's all good.
Only updates: I e-mailed for the heck of it. She e-mailed and called back. Called again later asking if I wanted to do dinner. The last three days the phone convos have been strained and unnatural. I know...quite analyzing. It's just weird, like she is no longer comfortable with me.
In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. Abraham Lincoln
It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed. Theodore Roosevelt
