I’ve been thinking about her – C, that is – for a long, long time. We only went out once, but as dates go it was really quite… something (well, you only have to follow the link in my last post to understand what I mean by that, I suppose) . And since then, month after month, I’ve been wondering why I let her slip through my fingers. And if I’m honest I’d have to say that she gave me every chance to change my mind. If you were to ask me why I didn’t, I’d say to you that I have no idea. But the truth is, I do have an idea. I smell danger.
Anyway, I was chatting to Zooz today, and she told me that I have to get in touch with her. Because, otherwise, I’d never know. And so, some time today when I gathered myself sufficiently, I sent her an email, just to tell her how much I’ve been thinking about her, and to thank her for keeping in touch. Oh, and to ask her if she’d have dinner with me.