Hmmmmm.

Damn. Just had a crap thought. Cara. New Years Eve. Trashed. At a party with people she is very impressed by and really likes. Midnight. Me. Strange Country. Knowing no one.

Man, I hate having doubtful jealous moments, it's so not the person I want to be. But, Cara is a girl that likes to drink a lot at the right party, way flirtatious and then can't remember anything afterwards - it's a hard thing to trust. Trust has to be blind sometimes, oblivious to the past. Need to learn how to do that. Crap.