So... my housemate Steve, who is fantastic, is always encouraging me to put myself out there with the fellas. I am usually reluctant to his encouragement... preferring to convince myself that I'm too busy... which, honestly, I am.
Anyway, today I actually asked a boy to go to a game with me... and excitedly told Steve about it. He made up some crazy metaphor about how I pushed the rock down the hill and now I have to see if it will float or fall.
As dumb as that sounds... I couldn't help feel like it wasn't true... so often finding a person that gets you and is compatible with you is like making rocks float instead of roll down the hill. All you can do is push it and hope that some force shoots the rock upward, simultaneously transforming it into a bubble so it stays afloat.
sigh... maybe one day I'll get it right, and find my bubble rock.
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