Look At This Madness

My sister Brooke had been craving Starbucks so this morning we finally went. As we pull up to the drive thru there is a beautiful, shiny, white as snow Corvette. We were practically drooling over it the entire time. Acknowledging the curves, the lines and discussing whether we liked the old circular lights or the newer rectangular lights in the back. Personally, the newer Corvettes are incredibly sexy. The older ones are nice, very attractive, but these new ones really just do it for me. My sister on the other hand prefers the older lights, just as the one in front of us has. "I'm pretty sure it's a stingray," she says, always sounding so intelligent and knowing way more about the details than I do. "I'm physically attracted to this car," I joked around. Brooke even noticed the nice sound it made whereas my 2000 Subaru Outback was a pipsqueak in comparison. As we reach the window the cashier says, "The lady in front of you paid for your guy'

One of the hardest parts, in my opinion, with moving forward in forming relations, is finding someone who will accept all of you and get along with all of you. Sure, I can get along with the surface of just about anyone from any background, but when it comes to the heart, it can be hard to open up. One of my biggest fears is finding an individual who fits like a puzzle piece but when it gets down to the worst of the worst I have too much to accept. Am I even making sense? Small talk is nice at times. Hi, how was your day? Good and yours? Busy. Typically when I ask how someones day is, I literally want to know how their day was. I care. I want the best for people. I noticed that it can be a challenge to not explode personal information. I want to know you and I want you to know me but I have to remember that it takes time to get to know someone. Nothing should be rushed. After all, the strongest and tallest trees all grew slowly, just as any relationship should. Would be nice to