So yeah. I’ve either told Rose about my feelings for her, or I haven’t. It’s impossible to tell. Maybe at some point I’ll talk to her directly, just to admit it with certainty, but for now the information will be both in and out of her hands by the Quentin Uncertainty Principle.
Victor has been on my case to tell her. But my solution, I think, was the best way to handle the situation. I didn’t really want to talk directly to her; I don’t think it’s the right time for that. If you want more justification, see the earlier post about it! All my logic is explained. I am not avoiding an AWKWARD moment. I don’t believe that this would be. I just don’t NEED to change anything, and this is the way I’m solving the apparent gap between those two goals. By telling her without telling her, she either knows or doesn’t know; either way, the words are out of my head and things will stay exactly the same unless she reads and is ready for something like I’m ready for in which case I’m sure she’ll come and talk to me. But, since I’m happy as is, I do not need to tell her directly. She is my friend, and I’m okay with that, at least for now.
Anyway, moving on. Today was pretty slow. Not a lot of work to do, not a lot of things to keep me occupied… just me and my tired thoughts. So yeah, it was a bit of a rough day.
I hung out with Jane some more today. It was nice! I’m liking the fact that we’ve become better friends (again, I suppose) recently. It’s also given me a lot of time to roll my die and predict the future and all that good stuff.
Anyway, yeah. I’m sorry, this post is quite tedious. I’ll try to do some more interesting stuff tomorrow… hopefully, it won’t be as slow of a day. As always, thanks for reading!
P.S. Victor, I know you think she’s wonderful, but remember that she’s kind of… self-prioritizing, to put it kindly. Cruel, one might say. She treated you like an ASS, I might say… okay. I’m calm. I’m calm.
P.P.S. Had I more time and were I less tired, I would add on to Victor’s post and throw down some of the other secrets around the girl we will now refer to as Catherine. But that’s a tale for another day. Perhaps tomorrow, when I’m less tired.