Upon further reflection, I'm wondering if, as with everything and everybody else, this just isn't happening like I figured it would, so it's harder for me to recognize it for what it is.
It doesn't look like I thought it would. I don't "feel" anything but confused. I never expected this.
There's no second honeymoon here. It's just kinda "normal" as though nothing ever happened. Of course, that's exactly what I thought I wanted. But now that it might be here, it's a lot harder (for me, anyway) than I thought it would be. And a lot sooner, which makes me not trust it.
Maybe the problem is that at this point she just wants to forget and move on, and she assumed from my "acting as if" that I had, but now that we're really moving on and it's working, I'm not as willing to forget as I thought I was...as I thought I had.
You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means. -- Inigo Montoya, 'The Princess Bride'
