So I was in Austin last week and I went to the mall to get my nails done. Then I was going to head home, but first popped into a little shop I had never seen before to browse. The gal behind the counter was chatty and cute and we had a good conversation. I felt terrible about having to leave, but had told the person I was staying with an hour before that I was heading home. Point of my story... that's how we find you, sugar
Thank you, dears. People like you, I'm very very welcome to meet (btw, I'm sure you know, that so wasn't about you, as I'm fairly sure I remember barging into your conversation *winks*)
I just tend to have a couple people that I never (specifically) involve myself with, yet I'll be standing there totally engrossed in something, and all of a sudden this person will, having walked right into the middle of whatever I was doing, for the x-billionth time, be halfway through some terribly wrenching emotional confessional.
I really don't mind, and it seems to be very good for them...but every now and then it leaves me a bit discomposed.
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The gal behind the counter was chatty and cute and we had a good conversation. I felt terrible about having to leave, but had told the person I was staying with an hour before that I was heading home.
Point of my story... that's how we find you, sugar
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I just tend to have a couple people that I never (specifically) involve myself with, yet I'll be standing there totally engrossed in something, and all of a sudden this person will, having walked right into the middle of whatever I was doing, for the x-billionth time, be halfway through some terribly wrenching emotional confessional.
I really don't mind, and it seems to be very good for them...but every now and then it leaves me a bit discomposed.
oops.
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