Nina it was you all along!

[Prophet Bunny One]

A friend once told me that sometimes I can be as dumb as dirt. I'm getting that feeling right about now.

I woke up this morning with the realization that it was you who I fell in love with Wednesday night, but somehow in my mind I displaced that love onto someone else. And I know that I knew this in my heart when you looked at me with your eyes the next night I saw you. But I was too caught up in my own mind maze, too afraid to move through the walls because even through I knew what was on the other side I didn't understand how I knew.

Even as I write this I have doubts, and think that I am being a fruit-loop, because I know I don't remember what happened or if it was really you that was with me that night. I ask myself if I am still just delusionally chasing a feeling from the past that I so wildly want again. But I see your eyes looking at me and now all the walls of my mind maze become shimmeringly transparent, like I could walk through them. And I just know, without needing to understanding why.

You have looked away from me, and I try to forgive myself for any circumstance that drove you away. Perhaps our love was not meant to last longer than a moment in this life, but I believe eventually maybe in another life it will. For this life I will burden you only with wishing more fun and happinss upon you.

If you want to talk, I am here.

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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2005 7:50 am Post subject: Three on a swing. (or sometimes four... and maybe more)
Who was it that I fell in love with on Wednesday night? I was so wonderfully out of my head that I suspect I did not even remember my own name. But I remember something about being on a swing with two beautiful girls and singing something about how we liked being three (or did that all happen in another life?). My memories of that night are fleeting and fragile. The next two days uncontrolable waves of memories and feeling washed over me like a drowning surfer. The U-Bot within me was working on overdrive trying to figure out who you were and what happened that night to the point where it finally burnt itself out. Many thanks for the fun and love and setting me on a journy which helped me un-U-Bot myself. I had a very nice funeral at the temple burn to say goodbye and to honor the love that we had.