It is 4:12AM.
Laying on my tummy, I clutch tightly to my pillow, giggling. This giggle has got a hold of me really good. I cannot stop this uplifting madness. It is a natural high, and I cannot get back down to earth. My body and soul feels like it is soaring at 100mph and I love it.
I roll over to the side, in fetal position, hoping that it will end.
It didn't.
My god, man! Get a grip! It is only a night that went really well! Too well, as a matter of fact!
Seeing Michael was probably the highlight of my week. Fuck, it may have been the highlight of the month! No, maybe even the year!
I can't get his smile out of my head. How can this be? I had only met him once, just this once. We talk constantly with our text messages. And everytime I feel my phone vibrate in my pants, I glow. My co-workers stare at me, knowing that I am up to something.
But Michael. He is beautiful. His dirty blonde hair...and his smile. It is adorable when he smiles. His gorgeous eyes squints when he smiles. There is something about him. I just know it. I just can't put my finger on it. But there is something about him that makes me all tingly inside.
The replay of the meeting won't stop playing. It is like having iTunes stuck on your most favorite happy song on repeat and you cannot do anything to stop it. I cannot stop smiling when I think of his jokes. I cannot stop giggling when I think of how warm and soft his skin felt when he nudged me. I cannot stop seeing his hypnotizing flirtatious eyes staring into mine. Those amber green swirls that cast spells. What a great witchery if you ask me!
But dammit. I cannot sleep. I cannot turn this smile upside down.
Fuck it. I'll giggle all night if I have to!
