Just lost about 30 minutes worth of work on my script by not saving. This wouldn't be so bad except for the fact that it's a section I really don't want to revisit. Maybe I'm punishing myself subconsciously, because a part of me thinks I can't get over this until it's written and completed. That same part of me isn't ready to be over this. The logical part of my brain needs to take boxing classes to put that side in its place.
I've abandoned you, blog, and I apologize. On top of that, it was on a sad note. Doubly sorry. Too much going on. I started writing a musical! Isn't that exciting?! And I will use that to cleverly segue into the topic at hand. Excitement.
I get too excited about things, and I have trouble hiding it. I'm not a subtle man. Everything from projects to movies to women. And when I get too excited it lowers my patience, and that's where the problem comes in. If I start a project, I want to finish it right then. And, to bring this to a relevant topic, when I fancy a woman, I want to know everything about her. I'm a romantic, so I want to spend time with her. The sad thing is, it can be taken the wrong way. I don't know how, but it must. I try very hard not to be overbearing, and am usually up front that they can tell me at any time if I am being so. I think I do a decent job of being patient, because logically I know that getting to know someone takes time. Especially when they have kids. I don't plan on being brought into the "group" right away, but it's very difficult when I've tried so many times to try and create something with someone only to have it fail. Not even because of a lack of compatibility. Quite the contrary. They fail because I'm never given the chance to show that I am the person I say I am; loyal, caring, and extremely understanding. Women in my age range have trouble believing that, because they've been hurt by men who lied about who they were.
I am constantly fighting the shadows of terrible men. But how can I fight when I'm not even given the chance to put on the gloves? See what I did there? I'm terrible at making sports analogies. Anyway, I'm writing this because I'm afraid that once again I won't be given the chance, which makes it even harder to be patient. But patient I must remain. My job doesn't help, either. Lots of busy work, but my mind is always wandering to places it shouldn't. Hopefully it's all in my head since I'm quite tired. Only tomorrow will tell. I just don't want to screw this up. There could be plenty of reasons that it wouldn't work out, just please don't let it end before it begins.
So I meant to write something funny but ended on another sad note. I'll find a good "Yo mama" joke tomorrow or something. Goodnight!
Yo mama is so stupid that she thinks Fleetwood Mac is a new hamburger at McDonalds!
There ya go. See? I promise, I deliver. I keep my word.
