Woke up on the wrong side of the bed sad lonely and conflicted. Or was it frustrated. Can’t remember the exact emotion right bow but it was one of the two. All I know is that 45 minutes later I was on the train headed to meet J22 for breakfast and for the first time during our short romance I was not excited to be seeing him. It was one of those morning where you crave solitude and a rock to crawl under. So after a of my hustle and bustle (and an outside transfer between trains) I get a text from said lover saying he won’t be making it. Immediately my body wants to burst into tears at the thought of what this day will bring considering the way it started.
Fastforward to lunch and I’m starting to feel better but am craving afogato (spelling anyone?). For those of you that don’t speak Italian afogato means the best freakin desert (one s or two? I can never remember) ever!!!!! So my coworker and I went to Jack’s coffee shop and ordered some of their organic ice cream with an espresso shot on top. Can I tell you that it completely changed my life!!!!
Throughout the day J22 and I saw each other frequently – a benefit of working in the same building. He always lifts my spirits and today I realized that he makes my heart smile. He ate lunch in my office which was a first.
Flash to afterwork at the clam bar. PBR and snacks with a coworker. It’s funny how my coworkers and I talk about the oddest things. Question Blogosphere: after you go no. 2 do you a) stand up turn around and wipe while facing the toilet? or b) do you wipe while sitting?
My night ended doing community service at an overnight homeless shelter on the UWS. What a day!
