I have come to notice that i think less of people who make spelling and typing errors. I tend to think that they are relativley uneducated, and not that bright. However, i have also noticed that i make such mistakes. If i did not know it was me, i would quietly be commenting in my head how many mistakes my "blog" has. Perhaps i too, am uneducated and no that bright.
I am so quick to judge.
I have come to learn things about myself that are good and a little unnerving. Things that i feel, things that i wish, and things that are. I have opened the curtain into my soul, and have found a world unexplored. The thing is that it depends not just on me anymore. No, not since i've opened this up. Perhaps this is love, i don't know. For once i am thinking beyond myself and my present circumstances. I see a world beyond my musings. There is more out there than i first imagined.
I am 24, this fellow is my first technical "boyfriend". These feelings scare me. Most girls go through this when they are 16. I can't seem to get over how much i truly like this guy. I mean, i think about him a lot. I am so excited to get to know his heart. Sometimes i wonder if i am being a fool. I wonder if i am setting myself up for more heartache. But then i remember who i am and who he is and who God is. I know that i won't necissarily get my own way here. I know that there are more forces at work here than just me. Just as i have thr free will to make a decision in this, so does tim. Trust me, i have dealt with this before.
Our phone conversations are so short. I know that it can't be helped, and i really don't mind. I just long for a heart to heart chat. It feels like it's been so long. Long distances, and longe shifts, and phone cards. The letters are good though. We are able to expose our hearts bit by bit. That's what i like. I would like even more to hold his hand. Yeah, i can't get over how much i like him. It's nice, so nice that he likes me too. Thar he phones me on his days off from Nowheresville, Alberta. I like that he sets aside a part of his day to write part of his heart to me. I like that things that have been carried around are being exposed. Yhinga out in the open are good. I don't know how long i can do the long distance thing. We shall find out i suppose.