Who buys tickets to a ship, goes to the wrong port at the day of departure, waits 25 minutes for taxi and misses the ship? ME! (and Anna but it was my fault..) Luckily the not so successful day in Tallinn turned to very successful tourist day in Helsinki.
And even though my anxiety level correlates to the amount of interest, because I'm so afraid of loosing close ones, I'm going to stick with this to wherever it leads. After all only way I can protect myself is by not getting close and ending it before it even starts. And if I dare to get close the worst thing that can happen is that it ends at somepoint. Same result, but with latter I give it at least a chanse.
And if this ends short, I'm just going to be happy that someone made me feel this way even for a while.
I'm going to be brave and not be so brave but sensitive and vulnerable.