Contrasts: Infatuation

Thoughts on a Morning After

2004:

11:04 He won’t call today.

11:10 Why hasn’t he called?

11:30 Did I do something wrong?

3:15  I’m an idiot.

6:00 [Pot benumbed] Fuck it, I’m going out.

2010:

11:04 He won’t call today.

2:00  I know he won’t call today, we need to cool off. I don’t even know him.

4:00  I wish he would anyway.

6:30 Really, I mean, common fucking courtesy!

9:00 Fuck it. Remain still until your brain resuscitates.