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....her own world....

Weird is the very nice description you would get;
different would definitely be a good one;
metaphoric would make it to the top ten list;
but a thorned-rose best describes this blog.

Disclaimer: (Art above is not mine)
This blog might be a bit depressing for some, emotions might be stirred, feelings affected, questions left unanswered, etc. Viewer discretion is advised.... If you don't like what you see, don't comment. Just close the tab and it won't bother you anymore. :)
Mi

20 Sept 2016

There was a guy....

Or I should say is. 

It's a curious and unfamiliar feeling, and I'm not quite sure what I think about it. Right now, it feels like watching a little child with a toy. Heart strings or butterflies....well not quite butterflies. It's amusing, because I've heard about this occurrence in others, but never seen it in her. She isn't giddy and nervous around him which, in and of itself, is already odd. She is cautious and fascinated with the experience, loving the complete lack of awareness on his part I bet. Today, she got that tingly feeling in her chest when he walked in, and that was a pleasantly unexpected and amusing surprise. Her lack of immediate self-criticism, revulsion and fear, was also quite refreshing. 

I noticed a few weeks ago when he suddenly popped up her thoughts. She abruptly stopped the activity we were engaged in then, because it was no longer appropriate. Randomly, he has flashed in and out of scenes, not yet disruptively though. I don't think she is currently interested in processing what this may or may not mean. I think she is rather enjoying the sudden interest in a guy in this direction, after what is arguably a terrifyingly long time. She also has a year at her current location, and is of the distinct opinion and conviction that she will never set eyes on him again after she leaves. She also still has her 'safety' checks in place to ward off anything/one getting too close to the caged bird. 
So for the time being, I'm content with watching her play and be giggly; she's content with playing and being happy. 

The safety is on....

Behind the bars....

She is content....

There is a guy....

xoxo


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