I had a nice time tonight. I went to see a play that one of my coworkers was in. My newish friend M was there. I was skittish. Titsy made a comment about us dating which I think he enjoyed. In any case, it was a fun evening. I laughed, and ate fish and chips and fried pickles. I tried not to think about the fact that I was missing the Russian's opening tonight.
It doesn't seem to matter how hard and far I run, or how many fun activities I pack into my day. I list all of the reasons that I am better off, and I even enjoy some of them. But I just want him. I want to be there tonight. I should try and keep my apartment cleaner.
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