if you're not a penguin...shut it - Floating My OWN Boat v.2

Did I ever mention to you guys that M2 had an uncanny ability to save his own ass at the last minute - without actually knowing that he was in a position to have to save it?

Well, he could.

In the last few months, he's become someone I don't like, can't relate to and don't want to talk to while agreeing with me that he wasn't happy with how things were going either. I had decided to make one last attempt at some sort of interaction between us and was actually about 24 hours from just walking away, without even a goodbye.

So, if today you suddenly got this eye-popping psychic flash of Jen rolling about on the floor in her office at 2 pm shrieking in frustration, well - it'd be safe to assume that today - he pulled his bad self so utterly gracefully out of the goddamn fire that I was speechless. Except for the shrieking.

Now, don't get me wrong, I'm glad he did. I love him, that's never been in question, and missing him doesn't mean I'm unhappy but I don't want him completely gone from my life and frankly, I was starting to question whether the boy I loved actually ever existed at all. I was seriously beginning to question my own sanity.

(okay, that just made me *snort*)

Maybe it's better to say, I was beginning to question whether or not I could ever trust my own instincts and /or feelings ever again if I had been so wrong about something so deep in the core of my being.

So, yes, verra glad, ladies and gents.

But on the ground. Shrieking.