So this is it.
Going for someone who likes me more.
Well.
One date in and I'm a little indifferent, a little undecided, but flattered, so so flattered that he is so interested in me, that I've decided to act on this. Accept it and see what happens.
I'm feeling pretty damn blown off by that bartender who worshiped me until he saw too much of me. He saw too much and has been hard to track down in the week since I saw him, hasn't asked me out again, and why do I care so much? I shouldn't care so much but it's something to do with that spark. It sparked.
This morning I had doughnuts and a long, long walk and lying in the sun at the park with this other guy, The Dane. Why the hell would I turn that down?
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