Like Sands in the Hour Glass...

I know. Two posts in one day. I'm all that and a bag of chips.

It's a funny little tidbit of knowledge about me. And it wasn't included in the long survey I posted earlier this week. Recently, as you know, I put the crush to bed. Not literally, I wish. Instead I decided to be "uncrushed". It seems, at this time, the most logical way to manage this unmanageable person. (Though I may regret doing so). Too many things have popped up, of which I won't go into, that has me thinking that perhaps he was merely a person to like. And as this "like" turned into a "crush", I got a chance to witness and experience a small piece of getting to know him.

Now admittedly, I don't know him that well. Never had the chance too. His life and mine are destined to never be on the same path. So instead of forcing a round peg into a square hole it was easier for me to just dust off the remaining pieces of my heart and put them back on the shelf to wait for the next "crush" to come along.

How do I know I'm done? With all my past "crushes" I knew I was over them when I deleted their emails. Today, I did just that. Sad as it seems, but I saved all my emails between myself and the crush - because you never know when you'll need to reference them.

Side bar: previous massive crush with Mike Pomerleau was in the days when pen to paper was the form of email. In a moment of despair and sadness I tore up all the letters, save one. The first. And there are times in which I wish I had not done that, but what's a girl to do?

It's very cleansing, this tossing of emails. Not only do I have more memory on my free yahoo account, but I feel release is near. Where attitude is everything, I can say that I feel much better about tossing then I have in the past.

And so I enter the weekend a woman who's glad to have done some spring cleaning of her soul. But still sad at the loss of hope.