I finished reading the fourth book on Friday and have been thinking ever since. Not about the book, even though parts of it were thought-provoking, rather about myself and Paul. I am not sure whether it really is love that I feel for him. I know that I obbviously do far too much thinking for my own good, but this time I feel that I should be doing more thinking than normal. I mean, this is serious, being in love with someone. It's just that, he's at Hickstead this weekend, and I am missing him, and really want to be there and would have been, except for the fact that I don't have that many holidays left. Yes, I miss him, but I'm not sure if it's for the right reasons. The same as, I'm not sure if what I feel for him is actually love or lust.
Maybe I'm just scared of getting too deeply involved with someone again after what happened between me and Franz 7 years ago, but I need someone to try and explain to me what it is exactly that I'm feeling.


