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My doctor gave me a call earlier this morning. I thought that was really nice. She wanted to see if I felt pretty comfortable monitoring my glucose levels. I told her I was doing fine and she congratulated me on all the progress I've made since the diagnosis. After I said goodbye to her, I debated about whether I should call someone who's been on my mind since I had the phone in my hands already. He's just someone I've been casually talking to in my classes. I wish he wouldn't cross my mind so often. I say that because I think he's made it fairly clear that he's only interested in a friendship right now. It was a topic he brought up. Still, I can't help daydreaming about him. I literally held the phone up next to my ear, for what must've been at least five minutes, with my hand over the button so I wouldn't get that annoying dial-tone while I thought about dialing his number. I went as far as pressing 9 of the numbers and hung up on the last one. I just couldn't do it! The whole thing made me too nervous. I don't want to seem so available either, you know? I think creating a little mystery will work to my advantage.