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Last night, the second meeting with L., an aspiring prince. And I, at this point, I've got a bit 'of traffic in the soul.

Because life sometimes is just a bit 'strange.

Not more than two weeks ago, talking to a dear friend who knows all too well how I have done, I had a beautiful portrait of the just man, what I wanted to meet. Not because I was convinced to see him really, but so, so to speak, for the sake of dreaming a little.

I said that, for once, I wanted one just different from everyone I've met so far.

And I wanted a relaxing, one of those that make the man and let you make the woman, who says one who calls, and then call really. One with clear ideas and the peaceful life. One who lives at no more than a kilometer from my house.

One who thinks of everything, and I just need the job to get me some 'cute. And maybe waxing.

Now, suddenly, without even having tried, I find myself in front of this Law, an aspiring prince.

And he is just one way.

I organized the evening, I go to take timely and, even if it rains, it takes even the trouble to come, of course equipped with umbrella, to the gate to play at the buzzer, he mica I am ringing on the phone to get me down.

It then takes me to a nice, asks me if annoys me to the parking lot near the restaurant, maybe are dressed a bit 'leggerina. I recommend the menu, and by the way is not wrong not too my taste.

and off the phone for me to devote himself .

And then, it suits my tea without sugar, works immediately to change the light bulb, and also for programming the timer on the boiler.

I listen carefully and remember everything I say. It makes me compliments on the shoes and the blue eyes . And look at me like I'm beautiful.

even manages to surprise me when it recognizes the sculptor of the statues that I have on the library, and not that happen to me so often, to amaze me.

there I rest a bit strange, all of this. We are accustomed to.

It is certain that it is relaxing, and it is not so unpleasant, you do not have to think about anything and just focus on conversation and on the deepening of certain aspects of the character of past life.

And I also like, him. It is interesting, fun, and it's nice.

And the evening was pleasant, nothing to say.

But then, when I proposed the next round, I feel like I choked a little bit ....

You do not know if it is for me a thing.

Because I'm one who chooses, who does not choose.

I'm the one that gets by, that does not ask anyone anything and they think they can even do it alone.

hard disk, that fits very, very comfortable with the temper and ideas always very clear. One who organizes, manages, coordinates. One that has little space and even less confidence.

Someone who wants something and if the picks. Only if and when you really want. A no half measures. Black or white, all or nothing.

So ... what happens?

I was so convinced of wanting one thing and now, What do I want?

Perhaps the truth is that I do not like enough?

So you are right those who say, careful what you wish, you may get it?

Or maybe, there you have to just live a little more, and think a little bit less?

Why me, again, I did not understand ... mica