Is it wicked not to care?
I was doing so well at not caring for a change, so well that I had a streak of 4 different guys in 4 consecutive weeks. And you know what I (mostly) never really minded that most didn’t call or text me again. I went to see where the wild things are with one of them, but that was all. I was happy being single and going out and meeting people.
Then someone came along and fucked it up. We’d known each other a long time, and I’d always thought he was cute. One week he starts giving me signals and we hook up over Halloween. Its an intense weekend; we stay out late every night; we have brunch with his friends Saturday morning. He asks me to a fancy event the next weekend. On Monday, we have dinner again; Thursday night we see a movie. Saturday we go to the event; the night starts with champagne and ends with absinthe.
And then, silence. He basically ignores me for a week. Finally on Sunday we talk. “It was moving too fast” he says. “I freaked out”. We agree to take things more slowly; basically inevitable, since he’s about to have surgery and I’m about to be super busy. Then it will be Thanksgiving, Exams and Christmas.
Now I’m in limbo, not knowing whether to care or not. I guess the question is, is it worth it to put things on hold for the possibility that two months from now, things could get interesting again?
