Well. Oh Well.
With the wisdom of hindsight, rhetoric questions are begged. The most pertinent being why he would want to contact me the week before that. All reasons would be excuses and just as futile.
Looking back, I am mostly relieved that things didn’t work out along the way when I still was in it entirely for the thrill and fun while the agenda-ed party was already sussing me out as a potential life partner ie marriageable material.
Did I ever think boyfriend? Yes. Did I ever think husband? Never. And it would not have been fair to either of us. I would hate the invisible pressure and he would get nowhere. Seriously, if we were together now, and he were to propose, I would say not now, if not an honest no.
I am not ready to be someone’s wife and I see it as me having to give up so, so much just to be a legally bound team.
I am happy to cruise along socially. I may not be seeing anyone new now on a regular basis but I still date within my incestuous pool of guy friends. Ha. But really. Familiarity is so comforting these days.
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That’s me in the Forum page of Saturday’s ST. The one about the marathon.
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