Last Sunday, I wrote a post titled "Silent Goes The Text" in which I stated that I recently met a man and we were hanging out and even went on a date. Then all of a sudden he up and stopped communicating with me.
That Sunday night as I prepared to go to sleep the gentleman, that I wrote about [in the blog post], sent me a text message. I coldly replied that he should read my latest blog post and I didn't hear from him again until a couple days later. I received a phone call from him one evening and at first I was hesitant to answer, but I did. We exchanged a hello and hey and by the cheerless tone of his voice I could tell that he had read my blog and he had. There was a brief awkward silence, then he began to tell me what prevented him from contacting me. With each word he spoke I immediately felt regret about what I had written for the world to see.
Sunday, October 23, 2016
Sunday, October 16, 2016
I recently met a man who is a friend of a friend. The mutual friend is a woman that I went to college with and a few weeks ago she texted me asking if she could give my number to her friend that lives in Maryland. The guy she wanted to give my number to, I met a few months ago when we were all hanging out one night in D.C. Not giving it too much thought I told her that she could give him my number because I didn't really expect anything more than just a cordial text and maybe the occasional suggestion to meet up that most likely wouldn't occur. Come to find out I got more than that.
Monday, October 3, 2016
You may notice that I don't post to my blog every week and some would consider that to be in poor taste of a would-be writer. I want to be taken seriously as a writer and I feel that it is my obligation to post content that is both honest and sincere. I don't like to force my writing, but instead have the words flow from my mind, into my fingertips and onto the screen in an organic manner. Sometimes I don't have the motivation to write and I am not going to post mediocre content that I am not satisfied with just to reach an invisible quota as a "good writer".