The Morning After

So...I'm feeling good today. Something happened that took me completely by surprise. Usually I would have been nervous, but last night I just went with the flow. Didn't over think things as I normally would.

Are you curious?

Of course a man is involved. Do you believe in fate? or is it Destiny? According to Wikipedia, Destiny and Fate can be interchangable.

Destiny may be envisaged as fore-ordained by the Divine or by human will. Destiny may be seen as a fixed sequence of events that is inevitable and unchangeable, or that individuals choose their own destiny by choosing different paths throughout their life.
Although the words are used interchangeably in many cases, fate and destiny can be distinguished. Modern usage defines fate as a power or agency that predetermines and orders the course of events. Fate defines events as ordered or "meant to be".

It all started months ago, meeting someone and an instant connection was felt. Feeling like we've known each other already. He told me it felt like being 'home'.

The few times spent together we found many coincidences, had many people in common. The term small world comes to mind. Each time we are together, our world gets smaller and smaller.
For one reason or another, he stepped away from my world, but always keeping in touch. He came back briefly and the feelings were the same. But, as he did earlier, stepped away again. I have tried telling him to let me go, but he won't. He continues to always be there or around. Circumstances always bringing us back towards each other. Both being invited to parties by different people, him playing on a softball league with friends of mine that he didn't even know I knew.

Why does this keep happening? I can't move forward because my feelings are huge for this man. I've gone on dates, but it isn't "him"...then just when I meet someone new or asked on a date...he'll call. It's like he has this sense about me and what I'm doing.

Well, my surprise was spending a lot of time together last night, lasting into the wee hours of the morning. We are supposed to go to a party together today. I guess I will just feel good and enjoy the time we spend together.

What is meant to be... will be....