As The Flames Rose

I was at a bonfire last night, hopefully the first in a summer full of them. Some friends were visiting from out east, so it was a perfect excuse to have one. There is something about a fire that is enticicing. It really is a mysterious thing, it can be so destuctive, yet life giving at the same time. By it's light you can see more than just the physical world around you.

But once again I am avoiding saying what I had intended. This post is about "Janie", and I might as well get in to it. She was there at the bonfire, which was nice as I hadn't seen her in a couple of weeks because of work, and other obsticals. So it was nice to see her and get a chance to talk. As usual I was the one to start and tend to the fire, but Janie sat with me almost the whole night, it was great, we got to talk about so many things, and as i watched the flames rise in her eyes I started to feel closer to her. It was nice to feel that again.

But that is exactly where the problem lies. i can not aford to get in too deep, not this early in the game. i do it all the time, fall in love to fast and just end up getting burned. Watching the flames last night reminded me of that, and as much as I do like her, I will not go down that path again. Besides it is still early, and I don't really know her that well. No, better just stick to the game plan, take things slowly and see, leave the fire for the wood.