Confusion

I've met someone who challenges my view on platonic cuddling. Well... met isn't an appropriate word since we've known each other a few weeks now, and challenging my view also isn't correct since it's more of an overthrow of my entire thinking on the concept.

I believe platonic cuddling can exist. Last night I was... I wouldn't exactly say that my belief was rocked, but things lost their clarity. I know this is remarkably vague, but I haven't really sorted through all of my thoughts and I know this blog is easily google-able if you know what to search.

Yesterday one of my workmates helped me cover my pill box hat frame and then we watched Donnie Darko and How I Met Your Mother. It was the Slap Bet/Robin Sparkles episode which is my favourite episode.

Sometimes I wish things were simple. Sometimes I wish I had the ability to say, "Hey, I like you," without freaking out about it. I would trade any one of my other persony-things (like my ability to public speak) if I were able to tell someone I was into them without almost dying from a panic attack.