I am a hypocrite

For all my my life, I have been campaigning against inter-theatre relationships; it just shouldn't be done - at least not for me. Too much of a personality clash, in my opinion. There's enough in common, absolutely, but maybe it's just too much in common. On my list of criteria for possible significant others, "Non theatre" is at the top of my chart, in bold letters, underlined three times, and italicized. Same goes for any and all creative types: musicians, artists, etc.

This summer I thought I had found the perfect guy in The Scientist; he was everything I thought I wanted, but it just........fell flat. For me anyway. I thought I knew what I wanted, but I had never actually had it, so I could only guess that what I thought I wanted would really work for me. Turns out it didn't. But more on that later, I don't have the energy to explain it all now.

Enter The Boy, stage right. The quintessential thespian: animated, talented, sensitive, funny, devastatingly handsome. All wonderful qualities (and many of which I inhabit - or hope I do), but not what I think that I want.

But how do you know what you want 'till you get it?

Well, I got it. And I could see it coming from a mile away. I had entertained the idea of perhaps, possibly, maybe, conceivably attempting to start something, and it was apparent that he was clearly thinking the same. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I could put this situation in my filing cabinet under the heading "Class A: Very Bad Idea." The ball was already in motion, however, and I just had to wait for me impending doom. To say that I was scared is an understatement. I really liked The Boy, but I never thought it could work out between us. However, after a good consultation with my Magic 8 Ball, my Movie Book of Answers, and a good talking to with the Ls, I decided to go for it. It's the best decision that I've made in a long time. And I can't believe it. It's going so well, I don't know what to do with myself. I don't want to bolt, haven't displayed any of the typical symptoms that I show when starting a relationship. He's everything that I thought I didn't want, and he's been the best thing for me.

Outside, it's one of those days that makes you happy to be alive. My present state of bliss has to do with more than just the weather.