It’s a wonderously sticky and confusing thing, a human heart. No matter what your brain says, you can always make the BEST choices if you use both parts. Ain’t there an old saying… “Speak with your brain, and think with your heart.” On the other hand maybe it was GI Joe with “Knowing is half the battle.”

As much as I wanted to scream as the woman that I love let me go, I didn’t, because my heart told me that what she was doing was right, the timing was not right, and we needed to be on our own again. I have always trusted that my heart will guide me… even if I often get lost myself. 

Sooooooo… I’m back to just me and the lingering thoughts of her and the amazing time we had together. She taught me that Blue Moon tastes like Fruity Pebbles, and that there are beautiful redheads that like Star Wars. I have this sick sensation of relief combined with sadness, behind the mask of everything is fine. I seem to be better alone, at least from a personal quirk factor. I don’t really do well with other Humans. ;) UGH… my brain hurts now. Shoulda, coulda, woulda… always calculating and analyzing every fricking detail of the past. Wish I could turn the chip off… hmmmmm, I smell plastic burning now.

I have to go now, that old highway’s a-calling. 

I will miss you, Shelly… SMOOCH.