It’s not what you think but think you know
That going from close friend to casual acquaintance never really sat well with him. But it happened time after time in the relationships in his life. He was never looking to place blame on either side of these friendship that had grown distant, just curious about how they had evolved and then dissipated into half smiles. Maybe it was that he was eager and open at the start of each new interaction he made. Willing to give himself over, his best foot forward, unafraid of what to do or say. Could bet hat this all-in at the beginning was not sustainable over an extended period of time. It was also possible that the other person involved in this relationship tango was just not as interested in being a long-term dance partner. Was there a wrong or right to just casually grinding one another on the metaphorical dance floor of life, for just one night? To then just move on to the next club in the spectrum of time, of life. Swinging single in the city of lights…
The waitress brought him his tuna-melt on rye with a side order of coleslaw. When she put it down in front of him and said “enjoy your meal” without any attempt at eye contact, he said “thank you,” without wondering why.
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