German engineer has a PhD. Worked at Stanford. Interesting.
He’s also a June 25th Cancer. Cancers are tough for me. They’ve been all over the board but one thing they seem to have in common…they appreciate words. They tend to appreciate me. Supposedly they may be able to see through my facade. So many people mistake me for someone you meet “out there.” On the path to adventure. I’m best as someone you come home to. Someone you build a nest with, a safe harbor, and wherever I go I will always come home. That’s the best of me.
He texted today. Within the range I predicted. Late at night. He said he couldn’t wait to see me again and asked if I had a few minutes to chat. I told him that I was already in bed and it seems like an inappropriate place to have a first phone conversation.
I feel the way I usually feel in these situations. Will the red flags eventually come back to haunt me? If I am already unsure, is it best to keep looking?
The financial analyst from Montana. That was the most comfortable encounter I had this week. Maybe I’m looking for a connection like that.