Am I Ready?

I spoke with the pilot. The sound of his voice somehow didn't give me a warm feeling. It gave me kind of a feeling like he was old and dull. Ah, but we're the same age. While we were talking I got called by the kids to go extreme bowling and I had to hang up. The next night he called but I was with friends from high school so I didn't answer. He left a message. I didn't call back. I've lost my nerve. What is going on in the back of my mind now? This reminds me a bit of high school, when I would be between boyfriends, (and hence the name for this blog). It was like kissing frogs until I would find the next person to be my boyfriend. And then, once I found someone, it would be the difference between night and day. Suddenly all the discomfort of having gone out with guys who were bad fits would vanish, and relief would wash over me. The pilot felt like he was going to be one of the bad fits, and I am not up for it.