Friday, June 7, 2013

Causation

Does it make me a creep if I smile at babies when their parents aren't looking? They're always so smile-y though, unlike the general public. I remember secretly playing peek-a-boo with a baby while waiting in line at Chipotle. His mom was carrying him and he was facing me, smiling. I stood there and made a fool of myself trying to make him laugh. Of course, when he laughed his mom probably thought, "Wtf" and turned around to see me playing with her kid. Yes. Received a nasty glare for that one.

This. Is. Brilliant. I have to try this out some time.

I think I went through 25 stages of grief and arrived at a conclusion by myself while -- is completely oblivious and thinks that everything is exactly the same as it was before. I've been thinking about this a lot lately and I thought it could work, but I've concluded that we have to be peanut friends or else I'll end up being sad and miserable every day because I care too much. I don't think it's fair for me and I think I have to start being nicer to myself. I keep giving you excuses, but the truth is I don't want to see you because it hurts.

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