like he had some radar...
I'm rushing around at work, basically feeling like shit. I'm still not really over this stomach bug. I'm kinda grumpy.
Then my phone starts ringing.
it's him.
we talk.
He explains to me what's been going on. He tells me the things he is dealing with now, like the fact that he moved back to brooklyn.
I listen. I take it all in. when there's a lull in the conversation, i speak. very quietly, very softly. " Am i too much for you right now? do you need me to back off?"
immediatly " no. not at all. please don't. "
so...
i guess we are back to square one.
Then my phone starts ringing.
it's him.
we talk.
He explains to me what's been going on. He tells me the things he is dealing with now, like the fact that he moved back to brooklyn.
I listen. I take it all in. when there's a lull in the conversation, i speak. very quietly, very softly. " Am i too much for you right now? do you need me to back off?"
immediatly " no. not at all. please don't. "
so...
i guess we are back to square one.