Made a fairly spazzy call to a woman. Sentences that trailed off, nervous laughter, phrases that could be misinterpreted. Insecure about my first call, I made a second. Described myself as "an idiot" and "desperate" and "strange." Called a friend in a panic. Pacing. Swearing. "She'll probably think you're endearing, " he said. He was really nice to me about it. I could not listen to him be nice to me about it. Signed off and hung up. Realized how afraid I am. That she might still be interested. Which seems unlikely.
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