Things in common
It’s unfortunate how a series of unintentional events can lead to an abrupt ending; when you think something is going one way, but you know it’s not, and they know it’s not.
But, why does everything have to be so serious? So under the microscope?
I guess when you don’t have enough things in common, it’s a very serious issue. I’ve never heard of that.
So confusion and doubt prevailed, taking something away from me that I now wish I never had in the first place. We met at a sucky Italian restaurant on Broadway (across from the fucking Flatiron building, my favorite building in the City), discussed the point at matter and left without even finishing our drinks.
That night and the next day, were the coldest ones of the year.
I hope that narcissism and superior thinking will comfort this person well into their sustainable future.
