Junk Drawer

Another post of just some assorted thoughts…

You did your thing where you hit my shoulder while laughing at me again. Gosh. I'm tempted to just find ways to make you laugh at me, just so you'll keep doing that…

But on that note, I think I still have only ever been on the receiving end of touches… I need to touch you. Gosh. I want to so badly, you'd think it would be easy. Just… so often lately, you've been just there. I don't have to do anything ridiculous. Don't have to pull you in and kiss you (though good lord I'd like to). Just… touch your arm or something.

I know what it means to me when you touch me, even if it only lasts a split second. Would it mean the same to you, if I touched you in a similar way? I have to imagine that it would…

Another thing I need to get better at.

I wish we had invited you to the concert next weekend. I wish I had invited you. Even if you declined. I mean… it's already a group event, why not try to expand the group to include you? I guess I'm still a bit shy of trying to push to include you in things so soon after being called out for being too friendly with you. But… it does occur to me now (probably too late) that normalizing our behavior toward each other might not be the worst thing in the world… and I'm certain you've already been doing that a bit. “Our thing”, for example. I need to follow your lead on that.

Well. For whatever it's worth, I'm not even a little bit excited for this concert. I know one or two songs, from both acts. It's… not my thing. Not bad. But not my thing.

Of course, if I had invited you and you had accepted… well. I think anything would probably be enjoyable if you were there.

Alas.

But I guess on the plus side, it will give me an excuse to text you this week about something about that night.

I guess I'm not excited to bring this up, but… what has become my least favorite week of the year is fast approaching.

Well. To be fair, last year you managed to make it extremely easy on me. And so much has happened between us in the year since…

And, yeah, I know I know… That thing a few weeks ago… Don't worry. You can be more enthusiastic this year and I promise I won't throw a tantrum. I've learned my lesson. And, besides, this thing I see coming… it's not like I'll be blindsi…………

Lol. Sorry. Couldn't resist!

And good grief did I love that we shared a little moment over that, meanwhile our mutual friend seemed completely oblivious to it… or why… or to the fact that anyone was doing anything except paying rapt attention to him, lol. 🤷‍♂️

I know the original reason for it is truly awful, but now that things have shifted… I am extremely interested in what your plans are for that week you're off from work. Will you be home? Perhaps Tuesday, Wednesday, and/or Thursday? Alone, any of those days?

Will I be bold enough to try to find out?

I'm going to try.

I'm still trying to figure out how to get you alone. And that week seems ripe with potential for that. But I guess I'll just have to wait and see.

Goodnight, my love.

Yours,
♒️