Recently, someone posted a link on my wall entitled Date a Girl who Writes. A few months ago, someone posted on my wall a link entitled Date a Girl Who Reads.
I am both. I write and I read. A lot. Maybe even too much at times. Then again, when is too much too much when it comes to writing and reading? I chanced upon this other article and yet this other article who share the same sentiments and I am awed that it is not just me.
I am not the only girl who feels this way and who thinks this way. I wish I could meet them, these writers. I wish I could meet girls like them who could help me understand why upon meeting a guy and becoming remotely interested, I come up with scenarios in my head. I have conversations running in my head, thinking of what he would say to me, what I would say to him. I have these inane bubble thoughts of possible moments and I go over it in my head
I am not the only girl who has music in my head all the time. I am not the only one who plays background music in my head while a situation unfolds. I am not the only girl who takes a bad situation and spins it into a blog article .. to lessen the pain, to learn the lesson, to take away the good and remember it.
I am not the only girl who does this. I am not the only girl who reads and who writes.