Obsession and Obsessives

I draw like this alot. Just really get hooked on one image and draw it obsessively. This is merely one page from a ridiculously full sketchbook of the female form. It seems that my obsessive nature transcends the sketchbook, as well. I have been chatting with no breaks for days.

I have been doing so well with JB and I do want it to last. He's been really good for me, especially right now when I am so at a loss for how to make the next step. Lots of my gallies love him and he really likes to make time for them, seemingly as an extension of me. In any case, as J (I risk mentioning him here since he thinks I am obsessed...sheesh) says, I've done well. School's starting again soon and our time will be more limited. It's good. JB hasn't been sleeping very much. Well, at all, it seems. I keep telling him to, but he just says I'm not to tell him what to do. Ass. Grin.

Hmm, but me and my boyfriend. Well, he may or may not be reading this. I feel bad that I have been ignoring him for straight daaays. We had a bit of a fight the other night. Eh, it wasn't really a fight so much as a discussion about our future. We aren't sure where we are now. We have grown up together, been dating for five years and when you are in your early twenties, that's a long time. We went through SHIT together. And we are indeed, insanely close, as a result. I'm just not sure anymore about what kind of close it is.

So, we have...well, I suppose I have decided that one more year should tell us. I am going to do the last big thing I needed to do, in order to see if we are meant to be more than just friends or family, and in the meantime, he will sort out his feelings. He has a habit of ignoring problems. But then, so do I. So, we have been perfectly matched to be happily unhappy. Ah, well. I do love him with all my heart. Love is a funny thing.