A Glass Cage of Emotion

Sorry, that line just cracks me up every time I hear it.

I went and saw Anchorman last night. It was pretty good. But the whole idea of being “co-people” instead of “co-workers”? Possibly not so good. I think I made an uh-oh. Monday is going to be weird.

You know that part in When Harry Met Sally when Harry and Sally hook up, freak out, and call their two best friends, the married couple? There’s that great scene where it’s the four of them on the phone, all talking at once, and then the two best friends, who are in bed together, hang up the phones and look at each other. The wife says to the husband, “Promise me I’ll never have to be out there again.” And he kisses her and says “I PROMISE you’ll never have to be out there again.”

That’s all I wanted. I didn’t want to be “out there” again. Being out there is scary and silly and stupid, especially if you’ve found the person you wanted to stay in with forever.

Every now and then, like I’ve said before, it’s fun and exciting and whatever. But no matter how many crushes I’ve had or how many people who like me or how many people I’ve kissed, I’m really scared that I’m always going to miss him as much as I do, and I’m scared that it’s always going to feel the way it feels right now.

It all just seems really pointless.

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