a dream.

I dreamt that I was dating Michael Phelps. I was his girlfriend. The funny thing was that in the dream, i didn't think i was better than anyone else... nor did he. He was everything I imagined him being. :)

cute. funny. charming. sexy. confident. shy. open. exciting. and real.

Also, did i mention he was an amazing kisser....

::sigh::

What can i say, I love a guy who is good at what he does, loves what he does, and has drive and desire in life.

Where's MY Michael Phelps?? Or is it possible to just have HIM? ;)

astonished at myself..

i've realized that in the last 8 months i have been ultimately alone, meaning no relationship, while at the same time..i'm completely content.

it sometimes seems as though others do not understand what it takes to make me happy. it may be selfish but ultimately it is ME that i think of first. even if it means no sexual contact for over 8 months. i must thank my doctor for helping me realize this.

and now i must get some for myself. ;)