Got to love e-mail address books. Someone I had deep and unrequited feelings for a couple years ago (and haven't spoken to since) sent out an e-mail broadcast this morning to "friends and family" about her engagement.
I met her guy the night of their first date, bumping into them at a bar (this was maybe weeks after she and I had the enormously difficult "just friends" conversation). She seemed thrilled and wanted me to meet him. I declined; pointing out it was his first date, and he shouldn't have to encounter her friends just yet. Little did I know that I was about to be shut out of her life completely. This sent me into a wicked, 5-month winter depression. I still think about her daily. Shrug. You don't pick who you fall for; you just do.
Honestly, I wish them well. (But, no, I'm not sending a congratulatory e-mail back; I'm not quite that generous of spirit. Maybe some day.)


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Walk on, CE! Walk on!! And you better bring yo' ass to the SWfest, too!


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