January 22, 2006 - 26 Years Old
I, as planned, went to my co-workers gathering. I'm sure it would have been far more exciting if I could drink or indulge in... other... mind altering substances, but since I don't my night was more or less relegated to sitting (or more often standing) while others carried on. I did have a few meaningful conversations with a few people but by and large I stayed quite and out of sight.
Tess was there, but I never really had what I would deem a good opportunity to talk with her about the more serious things in life. She was, to be honest, twisted up pretty heavily and from what I was told had been for a little while before I showed up. I did manage to find out that she is in fact still single but she had a guy friend that came later on in the night. Tess had said if he and she were unattached by the age of 33 she would probably marry him. I wanted to try to use that as an opening, but as I studied her I had a bit of an epiphany. Tess and I come from completely different worlds. Geographically we may be close, but in almost every other way there seems to be a chasm that divides us.
She likes parties, I like quiet. She likes to drink, I do not. She can be the life of a party, I can be the wallpaper.
I don't know. A part of me says to disregard her as anything other than a friend, another part says to try damn near anything to break through that wall of friendship that surrounds us. She is beautiful, but I know other physically beautiful women and they do not have this affect on me.
Maybe I should write down the web address to this blog and inform her she is in fact Tess. But if I did that she would have insight to a part of me I would prefer expose to her in person.
Tess was there, but I never really had what I would deem a good opportunity to talk with her about the more serious things in life. She was, to be honest, twisted up pretty heavily and from what I was told had been for a little while before I showed up. I did manage to find out that she is in fact still single but she had a guy friend that came later on in the night. Tess had said if he and she were unattached by the age of 33 she would probably marry him. I wanted to try to use that as an opening, but as I studied her I had a bit of an epiphany. Tess and I come from completely different worlds. Geographically we may be close, but in almost every other way there seems to be a chasm that divides us.
She likes parties, I like quiet. She likes to drink, I do not. She can be the life of a party, I can be the wallpaper.
I don't know. A part of me says to disregard her as anything other than a friend, another part says to try damn near anything to break through that wall of friendship that surrounds us. She is beautiful, but I know other physically beautiful women and they do not have this affect on me.
Maybe I should write down the web address to this blog and inform her she is in fact Tess. But if I did that she would have insight to a part of me I would prefer expose to her in person.


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