I was pretty sure that the questions, "Do you think he likes me?" and "Does he like me?" should have stopped being uttered the day I turned twenty-anything. Sadly, I find my friends and I to be using them more than ever lately. It disgusts me, but at the same time I'm intrigued. It should be simple to figure out, or maybe we're just so scared to let ourselves think that someone does like us that we spend time analyzing it to death. Why can't we just step back and say, well this is happening, and so is this, intimacy check, ok good to know - he's into me? The problem is, at least for me, the question mark is never-ending and that's something I need to work on, or I'm going to stomp on every potentially good situation that comes along.
That's another thing I realized. I've come to think that maybe stamping something with a label is where it all goes wrong. The second you call someone your boyfriend or girlfriend, there are certain expectations that come along with it. I think my early New Year's resolution will be to stop analyzing, at least when it comes to men and what they're thinking. That includes all men.
Good plan? Yes.
This was short and stupid, my apologies.
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