  So here I go again. Cursed by bad timing. If I had a dollar everytime I heard "You are such an incredible person, it's just that I'm not capable of giving you what you deserve/committing" I'd have...a lot.
Okay, so maybe not enough to buy a private jet, but at least a few rum and cokes on a private jet. And maybe some honey roasted peanuts. Hey those aren't cheap. I take chances with my heart because it's difficult to get to know people if you they can't get to know you right? I swear though, the investment is killing me. Just when I felt fine being on my own I meet a guy like Dan.
He seemed so different and we connected from the start. He just isn't sure if he wants to be in a serious relationship after the last one he was in. He said all the right things, "you're great...I'm an asshole...it's not fair to you...any guy with their head screwed on right would scoop you up in a heartbeat. " But alas, he's not in that place in his life. Maybe if we had met later? He said he did feel like he was making a big mistake but he just had to go with what he thinks he's capable of for now.
For now, I am sad. I want to drink Mojitos and scream at the world. I'll have to bust out the Radiohead and visit my melancholic boyfriend Thom Yorke. Just when I think my life has reached it saddest moment, I just listen to Thom and know I'm okay. 
