THEY SAY WHEN YOU FALL IN LOVE YOU BECOME A LITTLE OBSESSED, CLOSE-MINDED, AND TRUTHFULLY, MAYBE A LITTLE ‘CRACKED’ AND BIZARRE. I’VE ACTUALLY BEEN LAUGHING OUT LOUD SOMEWHAT OUTLANDISHLY AND I’M STARTING TO QUESTION MY OWN SANITY. I HAVE THIS STUPID LOOKING, GOOFY SMILE ON MY ALREADY OVERLY-ADORING FACE AND NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY I CAN’T TURN THAT SMILE UPSIDE DOWN…DAMN, IT’S SO OBVIOUS, TOO. SO MY POINT, (YES, I HAVE ONE) IS THAT I KNOW THE FEELING ALL TOO WELL.

THERE’S YOUR SIGN, RIGHT?

MY CO-WORKERS MAY BE QUESTIONING IT (MY SANITY), I MEAN. I KEEP GETTING STRANGE LOOKS AND MY PARANOIA HAS NOW NARROWED IT DOWN TO A COUPLE OF POSSIBILITIES. I’M PRETTY CERTAIN IT’S THE LAUGHING. ALTHOUGH, THINKING ON IT, IT COULD BE A COMBINATION OF POSSIBILITIES. WHAT’S WORSE THOUGH? I’M MOMENTARILY ONE OF TWO FEMALE EMPLOYEES OUT OF ABOUT SEVENTEEN TOTAL. WE’RE ALL SQUISHED IN A BUILDING (I’D GIVE YOU THE DIMENSIONS, BUT THAT’S NOT MY FORTE), SO LET’S JUST SAY A SHOEBOX. SORRY FELLAS, THIS IS NOT AN INSULT TO YOU. I’M JUST TRYING TO POINT OUT THAT THE TESTOSTERONE LEVELS EXCEED THE ESTROGEN LEVELS AND I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN OF THE OPINION THAT WOMEN ARE MORE COLORFUL AND MAKE THINGS MORE EXCITING THAN THE MEN FOLK DO. AGAIN, MY POINT? I’LL TELL YOU, I THINK IF THERE WERE MORE WOMEN IN THE ROOM, WE’D PROBABLY ALL BE LAUGHING TOGETHER ABOUT MY “GOOFYNESS”, INSTEAD OF BEING THOUGHT OF AS THE “STRANGE” ONE. WELL, THAT MAY NOT BE ONE HUNDRED PERCENT ACCURATE. I’D PROBABLY STILL BE CONSIDERED STRANGE, BUT THAT’S OK FOR NOW. I HAVE OTHER WORRIES TO CONSIDER.

MOVING ON…

THE REAL QUESTION, OR IN MY CASE, THE REAL PROBLEM (IF THERE IS ONE)- WHAT ABOUT THOSE WHO SAY THEY’RE IN LOVE WITH YOU, TOO (AS IN THEY RECIPROCATE YOUR FEELINGS), BUT THEY’RE NOT QUITE AS UNHINGED AS YOU? DOES THAT MEAN THEY LOVE YOU LESS? THAT THEY’RE FEELINGS DON’T QUITE MATCH UP TO YOURS?

HRM…MY COMFORT LEVEL JUST DROPPED A FEW MORE NOTCHES. IF WE’RE BOTH EACHOTHER’S ONE-AND-ONLY, THEN WHY AM I THE ONLY CRAZY ONE? LET’S NOT USE THE WORD CRAZY. I DON’T LIKE IT. LET’S USE THE WORD PASSIONATE. I LIKE TO THINK THEY’RE ONE AND THE SAME.

MAYBE MY HEART-GAUGE JUST NEEDS TO BE CHECKED, OR ADJUSTED? OR MAYBE HE’S JUST A BETTER POSER THAN I ? AT THIS POINT, I THINK I’D BE OK WITH THAT…I GUESS.

AT ANY RATE, MY LOVE METER DEMANDS THAT I CLOSE THIS POST AND DO SOME FURTHER RESEARCH ON THE ‘OTHER’ PERSON IN THE RELATIONSHIP WHO SEEMS TO HAVE MORE CONTROL OVER THEIR EMOTIONAL ROLLER COASTERS.

IF I HAVE ANY REVELATIONS, I’LL BE SURE TO COME BACK AND SHARE THEM.

HAPPY TUESDAY TO ALL YOU LOVEBIRDS, BLUEBIRDS, AND SINGLE SANEBIRDS.