Monday, May 03, 2004

I Kept Walking

It was the best of times, of the worst of times... It was a very good bad day... or a very bad good day. It was something that angered me. Something that rejoiced within me.

Miguel, Carlos, Jennifer and I found our way to Jittery Joe's after mass on Sunday. We had smoothies and coffee and light conversation. It was a quick jaunt; Jennifer and Carlos had to be at their respective homes rather soon. I invited Miguel over to my house to hang out. We still had not had the chance to talk about us. No, no... He'd rather go golfing today. I looked into the sky. Jennifer pronounced him mad. The rain drizzled onto the gray concrete. I nodded. When would we talk? His face was blank. About what, he asked? I tried to remind him... about us!

We're not going to talk, he explained. I didn't like the message you left. I don't want to talk about it.

***flashback***
Hi, you've reached Michael Burriss... Please leave a message and I'll get back to you --
*beep*
Hey Michael, this is Mary. I have to say, I'm pretty pissed at you, but I feel I'm well within my rights, you only cancelled two dates in twice as many days. But, I really want to talk to you. When are we gonna get to talk? Call me back.
******

I was astounded. Just like that, there was no possibility left? No, apparently not. I turned on a dime and walked off.

Maybe, I turned and said to him, you shouldn't ignore me.

Bitch, I though. Ass. I kept walking and my head was held high. Well, it certainly helps me decided between him and the other...

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