nodding

like a bobble head... did i mention jane and i went to see night at the museum 2 last night?... we met a bunch of people from the meetup movie group there and then we walked around international drink and the pointe orlando place for a couple of hours... hopefully it was as much her interest as my wanting to talk about me, but i was exploring the history of my relationships and given the time (which i don't have, of course, cuz i've got work early tomorrow and am nodding at the moment), i would most likely continue the re-write of parts of my autobiography... calendars, timelines, chapters, once upon a time there were lots of very personal writings about me in my files... even when no one was interested...

i stopped that somewhere along the way in the last few years... maybe since toronto... and maybe, based on our conversation last night, it is time to review in more detail than before just how many things have not been done since toronto and maybe more improtantly, how many i've not noticed or worse, how many stopped and i thought they did not staop... for instance, unresolved hurt or fear that is the root of my choosing to remain alone as opposed to simply not finding someone who interests me enough... the latter is true, however, could it be due to the former... these are the questions the young heart ponders in these wee hours of the night...

manwhile, midnight approaches and energy rises, which sucks as the body requires sleep tonight... wonderful, aye? :)