I keep remembering the dumbshit guy I used to be that fell in love with a beautiful woman online. She kept promising me that we would meet "next week". Then next week would arrive and there would be an unexpected delay. "But we will meet very soon and it will be mind blowing!" The very soon turned into months. Then another promise of next week and it will be glorious! Then real life events got in the way. "Just be patient" she would say. Hell, I've got too much time and heart invested to give up. And so it went. Until I finally woke up and realized that I was probably dealing with a fat bald woman in her mother's basement who was playing me for all she was worth. She didn't ask for money, btw. She only asked for heart.
Hmmmm, I wonder why the memory of that dumbshit guy (I used to be?) keeps popping into my head.