So all is well with Nomad. And ya... I'm shocked too. There have been moments of amazing, and moments of not. Most of the time I'm happily surprised with him and how he is treating me - like he's in love. And when it's bad, it's usually because I remember what he's done to me before, and get angry at myself for letting him back into my life over and over again. Then, I feel the need to drag him through the mud with me. And I do.
So, when it's good it's good. When it's bad it's the past.
So maybe I should move out of the past... but that's usually when it comes back to bite you...
We're in a little bit of a pickle Dick.
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