That Which Retreats From Us. The truly weird thing about life is that people always want what we can't have. Stable jobs, money, love, whatever. Now the girl I am thinking about more often lives in freaking Africa and the only reason I keep thinking about her is because I can't hang out with her and she can't drive me freaking batshit crazy like she did when she lived in town. And I don't mean crazy in the good way.
I guess what I am saying is that I seriously need to meet a girl and start driving her away like I always do, so then I can start thinking about her instead of the other. On that note, I vow to ask out the cute girl in the Starbucks near work tomorrow. Maybe I can actually date someone without pushing them to move to Africa.