Slowly, slowly it's too nice a job to rush*

Twitterpation has been on my mind lately. I've been bearing witness to some tender beginnings and thinking that all those preliminary getting-to-know you questions all seem like they boil down to just one in the end which is "Are you for me?"

But twitterpation, like all the effervescent emotions (joy, whimsy & giddiness among them), has a very short shelf life once opened and should definately NOT be hurried along. The answers to all those questions, whether spoken or unspoken, form the tapestry of the relationship for better or worse.

Plus, twitterpation is just so damn fun. I ask you, what's better than that first passionate make out session? (And why is it that your hair never looks so good as after a good makeout session?) Staggering out to your car at 2 in the morning with only 1 sock, your lips sore from all the kissing-good stuff that. Ride it out and make it last I say.


*Name that movie night owls!