about two weeks ago i meant to write something insightful and metaphorical.
lost steam.
something about how when trevor was in town i heard from not one, but two estranged friends through email. i got so excited to hear from them. it seemed that they were interested in reconnecting a bit. so i quickly sent messages back thinking we would all start this massive correspondence. . . immediately.
guess in the land of pulling a fast one, i would make a good ‘mark.’
i haven’t heard word one back. . . from either of them. . . it’s been two weeks.
wish i could retroactively unsend email.
wish my hasty replies didn’t make me look so desperate.
wish it didn’t bother me.
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You're not desperate, I'm just a perpetual ass-hole! Have left the ashram and will likely be back in Ohio in a week's time. Will figure out how to skype from there. Promise. But honestly, I don't trust me anymore, either. Miss you, looks like you're having fun! Have a beer and ridiculous amounts of Bimbimbap for me! Sarah
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