Monday, April 23, 2012

Reverse .2 & .3


I know most of you weren't thrilled (entertained maybe, but not thrilled) with Reverse, but I decided to give him a second chance and played it safe with lunch plans a week after the drunken date.  We met at a sandwich shop, and as far as I could tell he was perfectly sober.  At one point, though, it was like being in Groundhog Day or deja vu because he was definitely repeating some of the stories he had told me when he was drunk on our first date.  I still had a nice time, but I think we both realize we have no future.  Plus he’s moving to Portland in a month, so I can’t have him falling in love with me and being all heart-broken when I don’t move with him.

Two weeks after the lunch date I got a text out of the blue from Reverse, “Let me know when you have some free time in your schedule, so I can enjoy spending time with you again.”  Apparently, I also believe in third chances.  I told him that I was planning on going to the park on my day off and that he was welcome to join me, which he did.  While I don’t feel a connection with Reverse, it’s still fun to talk with him.  We spent a couple hours in the park enjoying the weather and telling stories, then when it was time to go he gave me a hug and an attempted kiss; however, I suavely turned my head just in time and gave him a kiss on the cheek instead.  I don’t know why.  To draw it all out a little bit more, I also arranged for him to come to the salon soon for a haircut.  I clearly have no idea what I’m doing here.

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