why couldn't we have met on a dark and foggy day at Kaffe or something?
while I sat there with my hot cup of kenya and you inquisitively looking over wondering why I was sitting there so silently while everyone else was reading or typing away on their laptops...and me only wishing you would have the balls to walk over and distract me from my thoughts.
I WAS wondering why you were sitting there so silently, which is exactly why I didn't distract you. Far be it from me to interrupt anyone who seems so consumed by their own thoughts, even someone wearing such f*#$ing cool shoes.
If I had known you weren't trying to solve some major dilemma, but were merely idly passing the time, I would have "manned up", for sure.
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why couldn't we have met on a dark and foggy day at Kaffe or something?
while I sat there with my hot cup of kenya and you inquisitively looking over wondering why I was sitting there so silently while everyone else was reading or typing away on their laptops...and me only wishing you would have the balls to walk over and distract me from my thoughts.
I WAS wondering why you were sitting there so silently, which is exactly why I didn't distract you. Far be it from me to interrupt anyone who seems so consumed by their own thoughts, even someone wearing such f*#$ing cool shoes.
If I had known you weren't trying to solve some major dilemma, but were merely idly passing the time, I would have "manned up", for sure.
Next time.
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