This is not how I remember the story

We've already diverted from boy meets girl, boy likes girl and boy does something about that... we somehow skipped right on over into some kind of Paperbag Princess meets Shrek meets some kind of ugly fairytale, I've yet to write but will, kind of adventure. Last night I got my all too happy to be transparent self backed into a conversation that I did not want to have, not really ever or even especially before there was any kind of relational definition. I have a dragon, it is no simple dragon, it closer to a hydra if we can continue to mix our stories. Hydragon or not, AB managed to in one hug cage something I thought could consume my future. Sure I've been through and will continue to get the kind of help no amount of shoe shopping can provide, though it is just as costly. I guess I felt in that moment whether he is only a friend or more, that AB proved my expectation of his gender wrong, that or he at least for that moment was able to appear sympathetic. This hydragon is by no means slayed, to be honest that might take years and I am not throwing that kind of future on AB, but ya there you go. Oh and I have got the plague or whatever AB might have had, thankfully I've got a long weekend to rest up...

Photo: http://poptropicatomato.blogspot.com/2009/03/slay-dragon.html