isn't it so funny how old  things get, and how fast they get there?

it's sort of disappointing in a way how infatuated one can become, and then move on quickly. It's actually quite embarrassing, if I would be allowed to say.

For me, it just shows my lack of commitment.

What is the bright side to this?

p.s.

I'm asking if you guys wanted to know more about me? I feel that I've been cryptic towards you, all you know is that I live down the road from the Puget Sound. What do you think?