What are the odds that one of your favorite artists works with one of mine?
Don't read too far into it.
What are the odds?
Regardless of the likelihood,
it doesn't mean anything.
It says something though.
Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Bobby pins
The jewelry is nice but how about a one pound box of bobby pins?
Talk about a gift that keeps on giving.
Thank you.
Next.
Talk about a gift that keeps on giving.
Thank you.
Next.
Thursday, May 23, 2019
You should read this
https://www.nytimes.com/2019/05/01/books/review/david-brooks-second-mountain.html
My boss recommended it to me and it's great.
I think you'd love.
I'm sorry for the way I handled things.
I hope you're well.
I think what you're doing is cool.
I hope you find what you're looking for.
I loved My Brilliant Friend.
How did you know?
You always know.
Read the book.
Ciao.
My boss recommended it to me and it's great.
I think you'd love.
I'm sorry for the way I handled things.
I hope you're well.
I think what you're doing is cool.
I hope you find what you're looking for.
I loved My Brilliant Friend.
How did you know?
You always know.
Read the book.
Ciao.
Sunday, May 5, 2019
This show
This show is great.
It makes me think
and in another life,
I'd send you a message.
A read receipt would give you away
and bring back a small thrill.
Away we'd go.
Wherever you decided
because whatever friendship we had was built around you.
Your convenience.
You said you we're friends
but reached for intimacy that is not friends.
And I stupidly gave it to you.
Tell me I'm wrong.
What are you afraid of?
Caring about someone?
Admitting that you don't care about someone?
Acknowledging that someone means something?
Being seen by someone?
I miss your attention.
I miss those read receipts.
Small proof that
even just for a second
I had your attention.
And until you send a response,
I know you're thinking about it.
About me.
Yea. I miss that.
So I'm watching this show
and I have these impulses
grabbing bits of my attention.
I'm getting better at letting them go
but they find their way here
to a blank page.
It's easy.
What made you think I'd like this show?
What does that say?
What are your thoughts?
Do I remind you of her?
This amazing character.
Too smart for her own good.
Too stubborn for most men.
Is that it?
And she's Italian.
She's beautiful.
'She'd make my mind blur.'
That's it.
You made my mind blur.
Another way to say you're too much,
my (old (brilliant)) friend.
It makes me think
and in another life,
I'd send you a message.
A read receipt would give you away
and bring back a small thrill.
Away we'd go.
Wherever you decided
because whatever friendship we had was built around you.
Your convenience.
You said you we're friends
but reached for intimacy that is not friends.
And I stupidly gave it to you.
Tell me I'm wrong.
What are you afraid of?
Caring about someone?
Admitting that you don't care about someone?
Acknowledging that someone means something?
Being seen by someone?
I miss your attention.
I miss those read receipts.
Small proof that
even just for a second
I had your attention.
And until you send a response,
I know you're thinking about it.
About me.
Yea. I miss that.
So I'm watching this show
and I have these impulses
grabbing bits of my attention.
I'm getting better at letting them go
but they find their way here
to a blank page.
It's easy.
What made you think I'd like this show?
What does that say?
What are your thoughts?
Do I remind you of her?
This amazing character.
Too smart for her own good.
Too stubborn for most men.
Is that it?
And she's Italian.
She's beautiful.
'She'd make my mind blur.'
That's it.
You made my mind blur.
Another way to say you're too much,
my (old (brilliant)) friend.
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