Everything Changes But You

The only addition was that he checked his phone more often, when he almost never did in the past. I can only guess. Be it the quiet enjoyment of each other’s presence, the gentle banter and teasing, his familiar soap scent, or my relief and tiredness after 8 full hours of chirpiness, everything else flowed as before. Seriously, is this worth it and can I give this up? Deputy Best Friend said I’m very brave to continue with this ‘friendship’ but is it not equally weird to go cold turkey when this has been an integral part of my life. Anyway, he never brings her up during conversations and discussions while I will just blithely mention some random guy that happened to feature in my story of the moment (as it’s mostly guys who are being amusingly ridiculous with the ‘duh’ factor).

We talked about Definitely, Maybe. The part on April being upset that he did not tell her of his new love, and for not letting her down gently, and not managing expectations. He said maybe the male lead was being selfish too, afraid of losing April, and hence the censorship and omission. I was beyond caring (worrying) about meta-speak by then. I’m just a very, very tired little girl who is so not ready for love. Who is just happy to watch her theatre productions, musicals, concerts with an attentive male escort.

Addendum: Somehow I always think differently when I look back on the yesterday. WTF just happened? Are we making it too easy? Anyway, We Will Rock You was a blast and hearing Queen again made me think passingly (passively) of someone else. I passed Mr Dimples my platinum collection, the one that I stopped listening to. We drove to my latest favourite restaurant, only to find it closed on a Sunday. So lunch was in a Hokkien restaurant a road across Far East Sqaure, and dinner, with him demanding to be a carnivore, was in the very much upmarketed Astons Prime in Joo Chiat that we have not tried before. His steak craving was definitely satiated as I gave him most of my Prime Rib too. If there's one thing company can't salvage, it's bad food and my Prime Rib sucks. You know, sometimes much as I hate to be a meanie, I'm forced to conclude Mr Dimples has general bad taste in everything :)