the old forgotten feeling...

I'm in a daze.

I have to force myself to focus on normal things like driving, reading the news, etc. Inevitably my mind wanders back to our date. To things we said. To our text exchange afterwards. To possible future dates. To gestures. To all the things we have in common.

It's fun and exciting and nerve-racking and painful and wonderful all at the same time. Butterflies, lack of concentration, anticipation, questions.

I had forgotten what this feeling was like.

Floating. Cherishing. Breathing.