There’s an old Chinese story about a man who loves dragons. He loved them so much, yet once when a real dragon came to see him, he got scared and ran away. I feel that way about some things. Namely, relationships.
I would like to be in one at some point, but the thought of actually being in one scares me and if it were to happen, I’d probably want to run away. I feel conflicted about that. A meaningful relationship with a guy is something I do desire, but I don’t think I’m ready for it just yet. I’m working on it, but I don’t want to rush things.
Relationships=dragon for me. That’s one mean dragon I’m not ready to slay yet.
On a completely different note, I’m thinking about getting specific on here.