Good Ol’ Times

I had breakfast with Mark yesterday, his idea. We talked and ate, it was nice. It felt like old times again. I even had a cup of coffee. We talked about our jobs and our daughter. It got me feeling all romantic, I hate that. He tends to let me down in that department, or maybe we’ve not on the same page as to what romance is. I don’t know but instead of hoping that he’ll be emotional even a little bit, I’ve turned off the switch completely. I broke this old co-worker’s heart by doing so. We’ve flirted but never did anything. He was so insist though, texting almost everyday “Say something”. Really desperate like. And the sad bit is that he’s involved. 

This kid I work with in the cafe who called me out for being overstimulated during the holidays, has mentioned how I’ve worn makeup for the last few days. It’s strange how’s he’s noticed and it ain’t his business to tell me. I already know. It was my conscious decision to put on the makeup. It probably comes as a shocker though, I didn’t wear makeup from the middle of October until last week. I just wasn’t feeling it. It felt like something else for me to do amongst a thousand other things.