Bloggie?

To blog or not to blog?





And it just hit me today why I don't like boys. Their emotional baggage. Or maybe it's only with younger guys because they all seem to be in the same mess of things. So much of him reminds me of him, so much, from the first day I met him. I could see him in him. But I don't feel that way about him. And somehow I knew what would happen and how things would turn out. Funny isn't it? How we like to fall into the same habbits. They all mean well, but can't see what they are doing worng or how they are going the worng way with it.



This is either a second change to do things differently or a way to open my eyes to see what happened again. To remind me of what happened if I didn't learn my lesson the first time around.