On butterflies, hopes and anxieties

So here I go again. The whole okcupid experience rendered a couple of bad dates, one good non romantic friend, a few email exchanges that fizzled before we even met and a slightly bruised ego. But nothing much has happened. Gris has intermittent communication with me, I’m still crazy about him but I don’t see how things could get going for the foreseeable future and it’s been too long, way too long so last week, in a moment of boredom, I browsed the (gasp) personals on (gasp) craigslist and I came across one mildly interesting ad. I emailed (gasp). He emailed back. I replied. He replied. Repeat a couple of times and we decided we would like to meet. So we talked on the phone and it went well. And we are meeting tomorrow. And hence the butterflies. And the hopes. And the anxieties.
Given my previous experiences I’m feeling skeptical but so far so good so there’s also this super excited part of me that is day dreaming and making up stories and I keep having to stop it and remind myself that, even if we click, even if I really like him, I’m, for once in my life, taking my time. I also remind myself that there is the very distinct possibility that there will be no chemistry.
Either way, I want to enjoy the butterflies while they last. I want savor the possibilities without letting expectations get the best of me. I also want to get some decent sleep. Yes, that would be awesome, as it would to meet a fun decent guy that I enjoy spending time with.