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Nerves getting the best of me

Last week a nice guy came into to Trader Joe's and asked me for my number. Now this wasn't the first encounter we had...so he's not a creeper. He used to come into my line and buy food on his break and make conversation. He told me he couldn't stop thinking about me and decided that he would come ask for my number. I gave it to him and we started talking! We have quite a bit in common..which made me feel really good. Last Saturday we went on a date and I had a GREAT time! The movie was awful but that wasn't what was on mind. I just kept thinking about how great of a time I was having. So today I thought we would see each other and that didn't happen. And because I am the way I am...I feel that I am in some way scaring him off. That he no longer has interest in me. Maybe I'm jumping the gun but that is all I keep thinking about. I hope that's not true because I would really enjoy seeing him again.

This life!

Side note: My mom made a really good point the other day. She told me I was fragile. And at first I took offense to it but then I thought about it...and thought about all that I been through recently and maybe I am. I have some self-reflecting to do. I don't want to scare this guy away! I really like him.

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