Jase Takes On...

It's been a tough weekend, as I knew it would be. The first few nights are always the worst, because it's when I'm alone at night, in bed, that the thinking starts. Which makes it tough to sleep!

Friday was the worst, and I doubt I got more than four or five hours of sleep; with only about three of those being consecutive. Last night I stayed up until 1:30, and got up this morning at 6:30... which means I'm still going to be running on mild sleep deprivation, until I can get caught up. I kept fairly busy yesterday, and had company for a good chunk of the day, but that doesn't really help me when it's bedtime.

One of my thoughts about T. has been on his comment that he didn't feel that we really clicked. I thought we had similar values, similar personalities, no question about the phsyical attraction... but I had noticed that a lot of times, our conversations just didn't "flow." There would be pauses, or I felt like I had to work harder to keep the conversation going.

I can be a quiet person, and I think that perhaps T. (despite his self-description as an extrovert) is similar. Which means we both had to work harder sometimes? In any case, I felt this was just part of the getting-to-know stage. I used to be struck quiet around D. when we first met, for example, because I got "tongue-tied." And he's super-extroverted. I figured that with T., it was just a matter of getting to know each other better. And to be less affected by being seriously 'in like,' which always makes me quiet around someone. I wonder if T. noticed this same phenomenon, but being relatively inexperienced in relationships, opted not to ride it out.

I also suspect T. was guilty of my other problem -- overanalyzing things. To death. Except that my overanalyzing stemmed from my gut feelings that something wasn't right, and it turned out, that something wasn't right. (Note to self: trust instincts next time.)