I’m laying here in bed on my phone right now. I can’t get it out of my head.
First off, today officially marks 6 years since my dad. Crazy stuff.
Second, as the holidays approach and people shop for everyone else, I can’t help but feel alone. I don’t exactly have a committed to exchange with. I have a gift on store for Dave but that’s probably not even mutual (not that I mind since this is something I want to do). It would just be nice to have that exchange.
Third, its a small ass town. Jenn and I did our usual late day Black Friday shopping. End of the night as things were closing, we decided to check out a wine and spirits shop. Took the detour through Wawa. I went in with a goal of getting my pumpkin spice drink and decided to check on soup in the mean time. Boston Clam Chowder. The best stuff they have. I was staring at the machine deciding between medium and large when Jenn starts kicking at my foot. At first I thought it was intentional but she did it again. I look over at her and she’s mortified, looking behind the counter.
James. This so called ex of mine that has been stirring the pot since I met him 4 years ago. I remember that one night we hung out and he was telling me how he got selected with a small group put of a pile of applicants for some intense managerial program with Wawa. I guess that was true because there he was.
Jenn pulled me away as I was canceling my soup. Had an OMG moment in the aisle and didn’t know what to do with him roaming. Tried avoiding contact, and Jenn pushed me away by the drinks (he spotted her) so I went to get my drink. We went to pay and as I stepped out, he saw me. Time slowed down as this eye contact occurred with the “oh shit” feeling as I said to Jenn, he saw me. We went to pay and avoided contact as we left.
This year, I’m thankful for my ex. We were expecting a txt or IM when I got back, but neither. To be honest, I was a little disappointed. Our history is not the best but he at least pretended to care and I miss that. He has this thing over me that I can’t help. I don’t let it eat my time- except when he makes contact; I’m powerless. I have no idea what I’m doing and a part of me wants to see him, even though I know how bad be is for me. Jenn knows how bad which is why she pulls me away. This is a mess.