i wish we could talk like we used to
Today I had to give Rick his LOMO back. He's headed out on a business/vk to Europe tomorrow, and wants it for that. I'm not even sure where he's going... I didn't ask.
It's so hard for us to talk to eachother now... and I didn't even want to see him today. I had wished I could have just left it at the front desk. It's just too difficult and akward. I know it's painful for us both. Today was no different.
He walked up to the window and put a package down on the seat... and tried to akwardly explain that it had been part of my Christmas present. I barely remember saying Thank you... and looking back I can't even believe I didn't open it right there, or ask him if I should open it.. looking back I could hardly think... and just remember feeling like I wanted it to be over because I didn't know what to say.
blah!!
He got me this really awesome book, Art of Modern Rock: The Poster Explosion, and it looks amazing. I had to come home & start working on this deadline I have been working on all day, but I can't wait to look through it.
I also need to write him some kind of thank you email. I'm feeling like a big baby about the whole thing... I think it's just because I wish it would all go away and I don't want to feel it or talk about it or him anymore. But I can't... and I just have to wait for it to slowly fade.. or something.
Image credit (and title of this post) goes to: Exploding Dog.
