I can't help but be really excited by the potential that awaits me. The potential for something special, something meaningful, something I've been searching for for a long time.
I spent a long time last night deliberating what I really want from a person, what is the most important. I took the time to really think about what I need, what I am able to give to someone else, what he can give me.
I hope I'm ready to move forward with this. I hope I can handle it alongside everything else going on in my life right now.
I hope the jitters and the excited feeling in the pit of my stomach never go away. I hope the Tracy that was flirty and open and excited can stick around for awhile, maybe forever.
I hope that what he said was really true, that he's actually seeing me for what I am and not just telling me things he thinks I want to hear.
It's all so new for me. It's nice and exciting and making me unable to think about the fact that Rosh Hashana is in a week and I still have music to learn and organize. It's pretty exciting, indeed.
This, after a few conversations on the phone and one fantastic afternoon.
And a kiss. OK, 2 kisses. OK, maybe a few.
There is always the potential for things to go sour. But for now, I'm excited by the mere fact that there is potential at all, and that both parties seem excited by it.