Twitterpated

Nothing on Twitter seems to matter.

Facebook either.

And it's not just exhaustion with the day to day nonsense. Well, it may be that too. It may be downright exhaustion at 4 am.

Is it still possible in my life to be in love with someone after only really getting to know them for one week?  It can't possibly be.  It can not possibly be.

How is it things that have been extaordinarily annoying in other people are now endearing, amusing? Am I just atwitter? No pun intended. No kissing, no touching, even, except a hug good night. Which is what Friends do.

Am I still simply drawn to the unavailable?  He is unavailable because of his circumstance, his... Humanity.  He's got much to do and I know it and yet.... How could I already be so entranced?

Part of me has grown weary of second guessing, questioning what's wrong - and instead wants to just "go with it." Despite the bet.  Ha!

Who bets the boy she likes that he can't stay single for 4 months?