Just like I predicted, a Merry Xmas text arrived on Saturday – with a very flattering wording of: OK, I’m drunk and I’ve had a cigarette, but I wanted to wish you a merry Christmas.
As if I need his pity.
Too bad I had few drinks myself and replied. Oh well.
Next steps – he’ll be pinging me again sometime. A week – maybe two?
Who to fuck am I kidding?!!! 😡
I wanna take that! Just pause my life and chill. I wish I had the luxury of chilling. I feel like I’m rushing all the time. Whereas I’m in a desperate need for a break and regroup. It gained momentum and keeps rolling, no matter what I do. I still have controls, for sure, I just don’t have time to get things done. Ugh!
When you had a really hot and vivid dream starring one of your co-workers (one of the eye candies) and then you end up sitting across from them in a management meeting few hours later.