Tempting Fate


I'm just this guy, you know?

To expand on that, I am also the following...

- A former ficly member who is 38 years old and is schizoaffective (depressive type)

- Into creating languages and fantasy worlds from scratch

- A listener of audiobooks & good tunes

- Always too hard on myself

You ever get that feeling when you are talking to some one and you know that your fly is down but you but you also know you aren't wearing pants?

That was a common theme in my dreams as of late. That feeling of knowing, but also knowing something further that makes the situation all that much more screwed up.

I couldn't get away from it. Every night the same dream and every time I was also talking to the same girl.


It made me not want to approach her in person, at least, not in that way.

If the dreams were telling me anything it was a warning. A warning not to go near her with such intentions.

I knew better than to tempt fate, didn't I?

I thought I did.

Then I started thinking about her dreamy red hair and the accent she hadn't quite lost since moving to America all those years ago.

I could feel my fingers typing in the subject of the email to her asking if she could meet for coffee later in the week.

Could I really tempt fate? Could I meet her? Not only that, but tell her?


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Jim Stitzel

Jim Stitzel

Everybody loves a redhead. :)

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