Last week I wrote about guys who pop up from time to time like annoying gophers to say, "I miss you," then disappear without backing up their confessions with action. For me, writing is usually cathartic. It helps me get past whatever is bothering me. Unfortunately, sometimes those same issues keep coming up and need to be readdressed.
A few nights ago I sat with a group of friends drinking. Throughout the night, the group morphed in size, but no matter how large or small it got, the group continuously got drunker. While I was laughing with a new friend about Game of Thrones, an old friend, who we'll call Bob, suddenly interrupted. Bob had recently broken up with his girlfriend. He also just found out that I would soon relocate to another city. He took the opportunity to tell me that he had been ridiculously attracted to me FOR YEARS and that he was "totally bummed" that I was leaving.
This article appears in May 31 – Jun 6, 2012.