Sooo... to all you who are not going to be happy with me, "CHILL!" in advance. I think I know what I'm doing... As best as I possibly can, right??

Talked to Matt last night, and we very... sleepily?? heh... agreed that somewhere along the line, he just... threw on the brakes and ran into a ditch. Killed a pine tree, all that jazz. We talked about a lot of the stuff that had already been brought up, though not in its entirety, and discussed them. He said a few lines that absolutely melted me... Yeah, I know, I'm like chocolate- apply heat and watch it fall apart!

But the fact of the matter is... I don't want to be a rug for someone to wipe their feet on. I do not want "Welcome" stamped across my forehead. Even though I do want the boy back, I refuse to be treated like dirt. I have other reasons, but that is probably the absolute main one.

But... I may have a solution. He said he wants time to sort himself out and figure out what he wants and thinks he can handle. I said I want time to learn a bit more from this so I don't blunder into a similar situation in the future. So, I propose a month-long break. We're friends. Go to the same parties, laugh, joke, hang out with mutual friends, etc. Figure out what's going on where, and... decide at the end.

Guys, I really need opinions. Give me a call, will ya? Geeeeeezzz... I sitll feel rather rug-like. Help me out here.