Oh wait a minute, so this is the difference.
I'm trying to "rationalize" my insane thoughts by reminding myself that if he wasn't a doctor I would not be so impressed. All day its been a constant replay of every inconsequential thing I said last night, everything I should have said instead, all the ways I misread the situation and took it for something it never was.
I'm being dramatic. I know.
But that's the difference. I can't rationalize it. It's the chemistry. It's what I could never talk myself into with Mr. R despite him being mostly perfect for me - the chemistry. I barely know The Doctor any longer but I'm having to talk myself off the ledge this morning because there is something about him I can't quite put my finger on.
I'm not going to shake him so easily. It might go nowhere but surely this won't be the end of my thinking it to death.
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