Big Fish

Tomorrow, the "one that got away" may be back in town for a little while...but the question is, will I let him catch me this time? Then again, will he even try? Or do I want him to try?

I don't think I've ever been so supremely confused about anything in my life...especially after some conversations I've had today that made things even harder to understand. Maybe I need to get over it, quit being such a girl and stop over-analyzing everything.