One of the definitions of crush is…”short-lived infatuation.” Yep, it happened already. No longer infatuated…I have recovered my common sense, the peace and freedom of my mindset. I feel like a new woman…again.
“We” were like two ships that crossed their paths in the middle of the night…and we sailed away from each other without knowing we almost touched our lives. Sounds poetic, and yes, there’s poetry in romance.
But…it’s over! I am feeling totally recovered…no more butterflies in my stomach. That’s a good thing. I am leaving the romantic stuff at the moment to the characters in my soap operas, and watch all the drama from far away. Do not need or want unnecessary drama in my wonderful life.
To all the fans of my humble blog, I am sorry that the news is not that exciting, like the news of my infatuation with Mr. Wonderful…but all things always come to an end…even the good and exciting stuff in life.
Having said all of that…I saw this morning on my way to the supermarket, the cutest guy on earth. From my car window. And that’s the way it will stay. What? I did not say I will stop looking and entertaining another little crush. It is fun and it keeps my neurons trying to figure out what’s going on with my mind. Love this!
Well…another day in my ever exciting life of… to crush or not to crush. 🙂
Your Happy Contessa
“Learning to live is learning to let go.” Sogyal Rinpoche, a Tibetan Dzogchen lama. Author of “Tibetan Book of Living and Dying.” Born in 1947.