What Do You Say?

"You don't know about my past, and
I don't have a future figured out.
And maybe this is going too fast.
And maybe it's not meant to last,
But what do you say to taking chances?"

The walk back to my car from Rory's apartment this morning was horrifically cold, but the weather was surprisingly gorgeous for Pittsburgh in December. It still doesn't feel like Christmas, but it's only a week away now so I guess ready or not...

Rory is heading back to Lancaster soon to spend the holidays with his family, so I won't see him until after the New Year. Who knows what will happen then, if we'll fall back into seeing each other as much as we've seen each other this past month or if we won't. We don't talk about it, but I can't help but wonder because I like spending time with him so much. I guess I have no choice but to wait and see. I really suck at this whole "dating" thing.

But all of my friends are returning to the Valley soon and that puts a ginormous smile on this girl's face. So I really have no reason to complain.

Life is pretty good right now.