For the last few weeks, I’ve been talking to a girl, a friend-of-a-friend. I’ve met her, but that was some three years ago and I don’t really remember her from then very well. I’ve been talking to her mostly online, a little on the phone. So, it was rather embarrassing when I realized that I liked her. As in, was attracted to her. This has never happened to me before, and so I was a little hesitant in admitting it. But, hey, I have my reasons. For one thing, she’s an absolute sweetie. For another, she has similar tastes in, oh, many things. We get along. And most of all, she plays the mandolin. I can’t even begin to tell you how sexy mandolins are.
Anyhoo, she basically figured out or guessed that I liked her from my blog journal. I read this on her blog journal, though, cause I haven’t actually talked to her since before this. But it appears that the attraction may be mutual. Huh. Cool. This is really cool, if it’s true (and I have butterflies in a big way!). But…
She lives in Baltimore, MD. That’s about 400 miles away from me. :smack:
Geez, I love being me…
Anyhoo, that’s my moment. I’m sure everyone else has had plenty of similar experiences. Ya gotta take the good with the bad, huh? When did you have to do that?
Um, perhaps I should note that getting a crush on someone by long-distance was what had never happened to me before. Definitely not the first time I’ve been attracted to someone. Real bright and clear there, Grelby… :rolleyes:
Let me get this straight… this girl you like… she’s a mere 400 miles away - that’s what… an hour or so by plane? Quit yer bitching and get thee to the nearest airport as frequently as your wallet will allow!
Hey, count your blessings, my girl is 1060 miles away. We’re looking into maybe modifying that early next year, but until then, I can hardly describe how tough it’s been. (That’s a 17 hour drive, I know this because I drove it a couple of weeks ago.) It’s worth it every moment, though. I wouldn’t trade her for anything.
Ok, Grelby, you have nothing to whine about until you’ve fallen in love with someone, had it sort of end, had that person move 3000 miles away (to the opposite coast), had it spark up a little again and then move 3000 miles yourself to follow the on-again-off-again romance that is your life.
yup, me - eight years ago. And I’m still out here in Oregon, happy and without the person I followed, who lives in Seattle.
I understand what you are going through. I had the fortunate experience of meeting a great guy who just happens to work on a cruise ship. We hit it off really well for the week that I was on board ship and for the last eight months we have only had email to communicate. The one good thing is that he is a photographer, so I get fantastic pictures of him all over the world. I am in the midwest and he is right now cruising to Hawaii, and right now I cannot spring for both a plane ticket an a cruise ticket to be able to see him. We are trying to figure out a way to see each other again, and this week he may be able to call me for the first time, and we can finally talk again in person.
I think it is worth trying what is out there, no matter what might stand in the way. I think you would regret it if you didn’t at least try.
