A male friend of mine has been “entertaining” the idea of a long-distance relationship. He tends to go on a little, which I generally don’t mind. Should I go? Should I not? Is it right? Is it wrong? Is it too soon since my last relationship? Am I ready? Is this the right person? Is this the right time? Is it worth the time? Is it worth the money? Is it worth the effort? It all seems a bit much for me, but everyone is different, right? It also all seems a bit much for a guy, but hey, some normal guys talk a lot, right?
And by normal, of course, I mean no one I have ever met except for this one guy who is a good guy with what I believe to be good intentions but seriously, has not a clue as to what he wants. But I assure him anyway, that if he were to stop thinking about it and just pay attention to how he really feels about this woman, most of his questioning would cease. The answers would come and if they didn’t, he wouldn’t notice anyway because he’d either be (a) happy or, (b) aware enough to see the red flags. I understand long distance has it’s own host of complications, but at the end of the day, we know what we want. Come on, you know it’s true.
What I want, for the record: A man to not feel as though he as to question whether or not it’s worth the effort to see me. Maybe that’s a little bit much to ask, but no one around here has ever claimed to posses a great deal of restraint or flexibility when it comes to what they want. And what they know they deserve.
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