I have been a bad blogger lately, mostly I am in an odd limbo. My painting looked good at the gallery tonight. They hung it well and it had a nice placement in the gallery. I felt secretly proud of it for a moment.

Now here I am just confused and horribly smitten. I am trying to remain rational and good, really I am... but then there is a BIG part of me that wants to well...

I wonder what would happen if he knew how attracted I am to him?
Ah, but how can I possibly even begin?