Not totally crashed

It is about 5 drinks later, and I still can't get her off my mind.

I actually am still thinking I have a chance. What sort of unflappable hope has God given me. It can't be stopped. Peter Jackson is going to make a movie about it!

The thing that has me, that I keep looping on is, she sighed. She sighed. That is frustration, or regret. She wanted to go out with me. She wants to be with me. Let that sink into her, and I'm in. I just wish I had the opportunity to see her more than once a week. Or, now that thanksgiving is next week, at least before the next two weeks.

Still, if it isn't until two weeks from now that I see her, I am still thinking I have a shot. Am I crazy? Maybe, but optimism is always on the side of delusional. That's why everyone likes an optimist, they're crazy!