Definitions of Love

I read this post on Jerk today and it made me feel....sad.....bad....and lucky all at the same time.

Go read it. Then I will explain more.

tra-la-la.....waiting for you to read. tra-la-la.....filing my fingernails. tra-la-la....fixing a snack. I KNOW it's a long post, but this is ridiculous.

Okay, you're back.

So, I feel sad because I kind of know that feeling of loneliness. It sucks. And no matter what you think you want, it ends up being wrong and then you get all frustrated because you don't know if you can trust your feelings or intuition to lead you in the right direction.

Then, I feel bad because I said that I loved him because he said nice things in my fat post. Even though I wasn't looking for nice things. Then, I actually even posted his link in my sidebar under "Bloggers I Love". I don't know if I was one of "those people" that he was referring to or not, but I am assuming so.

Now, I do not Loooove Jerk - you know, in the biblical sense or anything. But I love (note the lower case "l") him because he said just the right thing at just the right time.

Last, I felt lucky because I am now over that whole lonely thing and I feel that I know myself better than I ever have. I am happy with my life. I don't have many of those abysmal nights anymore. That is good.

So Jerk, I am changing my sidebar, just for you. And, so there is to be no more confusion-

I love you anyway.

So there.