The pulse.

What a creeper I am. I love sitting or laying behidn someone at such an angle where you can see the pulse in their neck. I love the way the skin bumps back down as quickly as it bumped up.

I'm sitting at Prince Street Cafe, towards the window which directly faces the Fulton Opera House. Every once in a while, the sun reflects on someone's car and a beam of light bounces into my eyes. I can't say I like it, but I can't say I don't. ....Spring is coming.

So yes, a lot has changed..... and I need to write about it.

I'm not ashamed to share this: My previous relationship ended in the beginning of December. Not by my decision, but his own. We were together for over 1 year. By now he has found someone else... but so did I! Immediately after the breakup, a boy I have known since KINDERGARTEN immediately began pursuing me. He had heard through the grapevine about the situation and had seen me at a couple of get togethers at a friends house when I was not single. He asked a couple friends about me, got in touch with me, and we decided to go out for coffee when I returned from vacation!

We went out to coffee, and I thought the day would just end there. But we didn't want to stop hanging out.. I mentioned something about going to Philadelphia for the day, and within 5 seconds he was on his iPhone looking up train tickets. We spent the ENTIRE day there, and it was incredible. I can not even tell you the last time I've had a more intellectually stimulating conversation with someone my age.

This boy is incredible. I would write more but I'm going to keep you on your toes.

So this didn't really exude "crafty bloggerness," however I am satisfied with what I have expressed and the mere fact that I have expressed it, period.

GOODBYE! Happy Tuesday :)