Starting to blog again seems to be a good idea.
In a moment of muddle with the imaginary friend. I can't save him and I can't convince him that I like him. Hopefully a long bike ride and the horrible white sox will bring things around. I just fear that I am trying to hold on to something he doesn't want. However, if you ever date a slightly autistic 35 year old man with relationship issues do not point out his foibles and your insecurities within a 10 minute arguement. The slightly autistic 35 year old man does not cope well.
So maybe he still likes me, maybe he doesn't. I suppose I'll find out tomorrow.
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