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| Sink or Swim |
| 01.29.07 (4:42 pm) [edit] |
| Ever seen those extended 18-wheelers with the extra load they pull behind? I feel like I've been run over by a convoy of them. Off of work thru Wednesday. "Bereavement Leave". Was going to get together with 'the crush' tomorrow and do the fish tank, but the entire crush sentiment is waning rather quickly. I don't know if I wrote that I saw him briefly last week during lunch while I was in the area for a client appt. He seems to light up when he sees me, but I don't know if it's his pecker or genuinely him. We spoke today - he's moving into another apartment in his building and needs to get it done by Wednesday. So he said he was stressed about getting everything done (however, he's been online for over an hour...)Talked about 5 minutes. He didn't ask a thing about me. I think that was the biggest sign of all for me. First couple of dates with him had me really impressed. I've written off the behavior (or lack thereof) as part of his stress/depression/blues. People cope in different ways. Maybe this isn't the best time for having me in the picture. Taking him to the fish tank was sort of my sink or swim for him. I get to a point with men that I just emotionally detach. And when I get to that point, there's very little that can be done to revive it. (I can't recall a single instance...) I'm at that point. I think I've already passed it. My thoughts are "call me or not, whatever, I just want my tapes back." Not exactly the ideal romantic sentiment, is it? There's plenty of other fish in the sea. I imagine there's got to be a couple that are interested in nibbling on moi. |
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