Just about three days ago, I went on a date with this girl.

It was a genuinely fun night—perhaps one of my favorites.

Even now, I still feel a sense of awe, and a faint bloom, whenever I look at the pictures I took with her—which I do a lot.

Only recently did it occur to me that I might not have fully understood her.

This isn’t a let down of my spirits however—just a brief pause, and a step back.

Until I might make another move, there are three things that I’m still trying to figure out, and I think it’s best to speak openly about them:

how she feels, how I feel, and where we are right now.

I'm gonna use this time as a breather. To marinade in the uncertainties and the fantasies.

The 25-petal daisy has rebloomed.