I’d like to think some where in the Web there is someone musing, pondering and pining after me. As improbable as that is it’s a nice idea. I think everyone wants to be wanted. We get so focused on being wanted I think we forget to want. When we want we get scared, of rejection, of change, of disappointment. We want from a distance in silence. I’m well versed in this art. I never own up and tell the guys I like. The older I get the harder it becomes. I guess I figure if a guy was really interested he’d make it known.
I have been silently pondering, pining, and secretly jumping for joy when our paths cross for around 4 years. There is no room for disappointment because I don’t have any hope. See he is close friends with my best friend’s husband. It gives me some insight and insider knowledge. I am not his type, not even close. Still our encounters even with out much interaction is one of the main reasons I’m there every week.