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I got paid today and went downtown for a few things.
While on the MAX I was approached by a guy who noticed me somewhere between Sunset TC and Washington Park. He introduced himself and we talked for a while, and somewhere along the lines we traded phone numbers.
He hung out with me until I left from Powells to go home. He seemed nice, not that I really know him or anything, but he said several times that he found me attractive and was interested in me.
My response?
"Its not a 'no', but its not a 'yes' either."
Later on as I was heading to the Beaverton TC to go shopping at Owijamaya I realized that I wasn't actually interested.
He hasn't called me yet, though if he does I'll make it clear to him. I wouldn't mind being friends, though.

But see, this is where it gets very interesting.
This is not the first time its happened. I'm pretty damn sure its not the last, either.
Not that I've traded phone numbers with alot of people or anything. I've just had conversations with guys durring my long TriMet travels and been told several times that they saw me as attractive and what not.

And since JobCorps, I have NOT been interested.
I haven't been interested in dating.
I haven't been interested in sex (atleast when approached about it).

...I think Cameron broke me. Or something. Seriously. What the hell?

Its semi nice to be so detatched, because once upon a time (Casey can attest to this) I fell in and out of love like New York goes through fashion trends. Atleast I behaved that way. I would just go nuts, be completely emotional, do and say absolutely stupid shit. I'm glad I've gotten over that, but crap...to be so...so empty about it? That's not right, is it?

I almost feel like I'm waiting for something. Not for someONE, exactly, but for something.
But what?