One of those comfortable what the hell lets just do this moments.

I still do not regret it. I'd actually like to date her if we get back to that point. Both of our issues kind of brought up problems quick, which is understandable. But at the moment we are friends.

I've never let anyone in before. I've always been afraid of commitment. To have someone living in my house and to open myself up like that, so quickly... for me... is unheard of. I'm the type to run women off at the sheer thought of any kind of commitment. At all.

And yet I feel completely safe with her. And I don't know why. And I don't know if I want to question it.

Yes, it's confusing. But I am trying to calm myself down and start looking at things differently.

She is being good to me. Taking care of things I don't have time to do, being a good roommate. I damn sure don't want to loose that. At a minimum.