A Journey Into Adulthood. Twenty-Six and Counting.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Somewhat frustrated because I still have a distaste for the lack of definition that seems to be surrounding John and me like some sort of cloud of befuddlement.  I feel befuddled.  Usually labels suffice only to piss me off and make me feel pressure that I don't want to feel, so I'm slightly confused as to why I suddenly seem to be taking issue, but there it is.  He and I have been emailing, since that is what we are forced to do since I do not have texting (more on that in future post, maybe) and staying in-touch has to happen somehow.  We've been having a relatively normal conversation.  









Then he wrote back:















I said:


Him:










I had an easy answer for that:








I tacked this last little paragraph on to diffuse what could potentially be an uncomfortable situation.  I don't even know if it would have been, but I don't even like to risk the possibility, so I preempt by lightening the mood.  It was very convenient that I had an adventure to Trader Joe's this afternoon so that I had ready fodder for mood lightening.

Trader Joe's is not somewhere anyone should visit on a Sunday afternoon.  It is full of grumpy, confused people who don't know what they want and move very slowly.  There was a serious backup in the produce section as I was waiting patiently to grab a bag of spinach salad.  It was unpleasant.  Then I almost ran over a child who darted into my path at the last moment.  But I still got good things and am excited to eat them:

Brie
Hummus
AWESOME bread
Salad with dressing and walnuts and cranberries and blue cheese
Carrots
Lots Of Other Things Like Cereal (which I mention because cereal is my favorite thing to eat ever)

However, I feel like I'm in a stupor now.

...Maybe he actually has a fear of commitment that I didn't know about.  Why else would he have told me a couple of months ago that we would, at some point, turn into boyfriend/girlfriend, but now be playing some kind of weird evasive game about the whole thing?

I'm not going to think about it.

FOOD.


UPDATE: Also, I don't understand why my font (and SPACING) keeps changing part of the way through each post...  I'm going to have to figure it out.  Apologies.

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