She is out there.

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I have been ignoring her, for... a while now.  She keeps showing up, in little ways.  Repeatedly.  Oh, I... get it.  She does too?  Well... women... the way they think... it's so different.  Some of it is exactly the same, but the other side.  Some of it is just... weird.  Some of it I get.  They can't aggress love.  They have to just... wait... be open to it... or not?  Chicks... gotta be a tough gig.

I... certainly think of her.  She obviously thinks of me.

Damn straight I think about her.