Playing it Safe

Caution.

This is another of my nonsensical blabbing that is caused by late night blogging.

Most of the time, I will wake up the next day and regret what I wrote and posted but I won't delete the post because...I don't know, I just won't!

It will be documented.

Haha.

Have you ever had a dude say something really lame and stupid to you and you ROLL your eyes but inside your heart, you are smiling from ear to ear because you are amused by his silly humour.

No?

Then that just proves that I am weird.

But, embracing my 'weirdness' I will still continue to type.

And most of you would have already guessed, 'Is this post about a guy?'

Yes.

Like some desperado, yes, it is!

I've got the guts to write this here because never in a million years will the dude read this and so, that boosts my confidence a bit more.

But no, I know he is not the special someone that I will eventually meet. (After writing that sentence, I am not really sure)

Why? 

Because he is SO not who I have always dreamed of. Like, he cannot be more opposite.

Lets take the basics that will send you shaking your head to my latest interest.

The differences?

Faith and spoken language.

And there is also the frequent problem about height.

And rare meetings.

And... and...

Sigh.

I am enjoying the smiles and keeping my distance. I think about him and I am trying to pray for an escape. I am considering and yet, I am abhorring the idea.

Maybe I should just have fun, and play it safe at the same time???

Bad idea.

Matters of the heart are sometimes very hard to be diagnosed.

But whatever it is, my only conclusion is that I WILL NOT negotiate the Word of the Lord and no, I won't be unequally yoked, even if it kills me slowly inside.