Things with Boy From Class are going well. Very well, actually. He has called me every day since last Sunday and we’ve had lovely telephone conversations. Problem is, things with J are getting complicated. Apparently, someone found my Myspace page, where I had clicked on “single” for status… It’s not that I don’t consider myself single, but at the same time I have this very strange compulsion for holding on to J. I know it’s not fair, but I cannot seem to have the ability to cut that sickly umbilical cord-like bond. I don’t know if it’s fear or what, but I just cannot seem to have the necessary words in my vocabulary to have that conversation. And the problem is that I don’t want to fuck up another relationship due to my apparent lack of vocabulary prowess.
I know it’s very early still to call my BFC rump a “relationship”, but it seems like things are headed that way and I’m already having those very familiar happy-but-guilty feelings when I talk to BFC. He does not know that the D-word is not final yet (technically, it hasn’t even been uttered, that pesky D-word), so I know I am headed for trouble if I keep this up.
Oh, well.
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