The Makings of a Thriller in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

I am currently head over heels in love. Do you believe this?! I’ve known the poor sucker for a month now, and here we are spending every moment we can together. It is so frightening and yet so exciting at the same time. But I still have this nagging feeling that any day now it’s all gonna come crashing in around me. Add to the fact that our chemistry is somewhat unstable/volatile (though calm and dreamy right now), and I still have a million questions, and I’m not quite sure how this thing will end up. I will say that I haven’t thrown myself on the floor since the last time I wrote, so I suppose that’s a step in the right direction. In fact, we’ve done nothing but send each other squishy vibes since I last wrote…so I guess the whole “unstable” thing could possibly be in my less-than-stable brain. But still. It’s so bizarre going from what was essentially solitary confinement to practically living with someone. And it doesn’t bother me. I like having him there. Hell…he cooks for me…he cleans up afterwards…and he keeps me very, very happy in the you-know-what department. How can I go wrong?

But here are some examples of the nagging questions I still have and need answered: