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OMG, from missing you like hell to being completely mortified in a 🫰.

Well, if you've known me for this long and haven't figured out that I can be a bit socially awkward from time to time yet… then I'm not sure if you've been paying as close attention to me as I thought, lol.

…but I think you do.

…

…but I'm still mortified, lol.

But, hey… I got to enjoy your presence for a short bit, got to see that beautiful smile… So, on balance I'll take it.

But, man. I really thought they'd open those doors sooner. I have never, ever been so desperate to run away from you before, lol. Oh, don't get me wrong. If you had said “screw these people, let's run off somewhere together!” I would've said “My car or yours?”

But that obviously wasn't going to happen. But, lol… I also really didn't want to go back to the back of the line. For once, I knew ahead of time where Thing Two was going to be, and that if I got the right spot, I would have had a fantastic view of him. And I did. So I guess there's that, at least.

Man… it took them forever to open those doors…

And, as if things hadn't already been bad enough…

The joke.

OMG that joke.

Ok, you know that thing where when a joke doesn't land right, and then the person who told it tries to explain it, and it just makes everything worse?

Yeah. I'm going to do that now.

That joke. Man. I've been carrying that joke around in my back pocket for months, waiting for you to say the key phrase to trigger it. And you finally did, and some stupid part of my brain just started pouring the words out…

But, the thing is… I'd been carrying it around in my back pocket… to tell it when I bumped into you in the neighborhood while walking the dog.

You'd say the thing. I'd gesture at the dog. And it would have been cute. Not very funny, maybe, but cute.

Except it wasn't in the neighborhood, and the dog was not with me, and I realized all of this as the words were coming out of my mouth, but it was too late…

And in the end, the joke was not cute. It was borderline mean.

So I was already mortified about having steered myself into an awkward social situation, and then that.

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I'm not mean, you know. You know I'm not mean, right?

sigh

Well, thank you for handling it graciously. Your reaction was better than I deserved, lol, and I appreciate it.

And I guess now it won't pop into my head every time I'm walking the dog on my own and I notice your car in the driveway…

Oh. Wait. It's me. No. Now it'll definitely pop into my head. Every time.

sigh

Well. I got to see you, at least. And I will always take that. Always. I love you, and being in your presence is all I ever want anymore. And I got to be in your presence. Awkward and mortified, but in your presence.

I'll take it.

Yours,
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