Nothing to run from,
Is worse than something,
And all your fears,
Of nothing.
Concrete Girl - Switchfoot

Not a lot has been going on. It's kind of weird actually. When Joel and I were still together my social life was quite full. Multiple dates per week, and now - nada. Well. That's not exactly true. I've been talking to a guy for a few months. His name is Roger. He's 20. I kinda ignored him at first, cause seriously. He's 20. But he is more interesting, funny, quirky, cute than most of the guys I've met this summer put together. He's also a little persistant. Which I like. Not desperate - which is scary and gross - but honest. We met once for coffee, I didn't really think anything of it. But he surprised me. Shook me out of my little jadedness a little.

So, we've been talking everyday. He wants to meet again. I think I'll be back in his area next weekend. I'm nervous. Ah! I can think of a billion reasons why this isn't really going to work. I live a distance. He's so young. But I can't stop thinking about him.

Why can't I find a boy my age in my city?