Remember DJ? My old coworker? He’s been dating someone for a while now and is completely in love with her. I’m happy for him – even if I barely see or talk to him these days (he’s one of THOSE).
The other day, we were reminiscing. I told him that it seemed like everyone around me was so in love with someone else. He told me that I was next. I said that I doubted it bc I’m not ready for love. And he said, “well at least you have your job that makes you happy.” Not quite. Happier, yes. Happy? Eh. Its alright. I don’t dread it, so thats a plus.
I told him, “you know, this is going to sound really strange, but there are times when I miss the dark days at the old job – when it was just you and me complaining in my cube over a cup of coffee.”
He responded, “yeah, me too. There was something comforting about those days.”
Sigh. I don’t miss the job. But I do miss that bond we had.
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Frenchy ex emailed me today to tell me that he’s not coming to visit anymore. He’s staying in Bolivia (i think thats where he is) and is going to try to open up a restaurant. Wow. Of all people. Again, I’m happy for him. I predict he’s going to meet a nice Bolivian girl and fall madly in love and have crazy-beautiful babies.
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And finally – in another discussion with another ex-coworker (Opie) who keeps asking me to do stuff with him like rockclimb (he has a gf in japan, and has found himself with a lot of free time now that shes there). I relayed part of the same convo I had w/DJ – that I really had given up on the idea of finding love in this city – partly bc I’m convinced everyone here is gay or practically married, but partly bc I just don’t want to have anything to with it.
He replied, “Well, that’s good to hear. Now I’m definitely sure you will meet someone and fall in love.”
Herm. We’ll see.
