Dating an entrepreneur
I know enough that, when we go out to dinner with his colleagues and they talk shop, I am not left out. I don’t like not being able to understand the locals. There would be times that I wouldn’t be able to help. There would be – and still are – things that I can’t fix.
I read his blog, I get to know his friends from work, I sneak into a session or two at the conferences where he speaks.
I literally could not be here than I presently am.” But I insist. Because if any of these things were missing, our relationship would be different. Here are the things I didn’t know when I started dating an entrepreneur.
I miss him right now, even though I just spent the last two weeks with him and he’s only gone to California for a few days. Always tugging at those damn heartstrings of mine when he leaves a room. There are times when he is hugging me close and I will say, “Come here.” And he’ll reply, “I’m here.
I miss you all the time.” It’s that simple, really. That’s not a requirement to be successful on the internet). They’ve told me everything from how I don’t deserve Rand (Well, duh, assholes.) to what a talentless moron I am (Meh. Run to say hi to someone, or get dragged into a conversation with a group. My only choice was to walk up to a group of strangers, introduce myself, and start talking. When I started traveling with Rand, we’d walk into a room filled with his colleagues, and he’d disappear.