Farewell Sam?
With summer coming to a close, things with Sam are...well I don't know what they are. Neither
of us have brought up how his impending move for law school will affect us. Instead we talk
about books and eat sketchy burritos.
I think the main reason we haven’t talked about it is
neither of us wants to break-up or commit. The past couple of weeks with Sam
have been easy. We text occasionally, date here and there, and most importantly
don’t stress. That being said, I think the only thing I want from all of this
is a buddy.
And it’s not like I think he’s in love with me. I think (ok
I hope) he just enjoys my company and is equally as confused as to what he
wants.
So we continue on, texting and flirting. Can I just say he’s like this witty, intellectual, cowboy. Which, come on,
who wouldn’t want to chat up. Example of a very Sam moment. He called me up
last night to schedule a date for this weekend. The phone call was one of the
most awkward conversations I’ve had. It was once big silence after another.
When I finally hung up I got a text from him “I’m awkward on the phone. Deal
with it.”
Sam’s great.
Also, this summer I’ve been hanging out with two other guys
from our ward. The first one is Grant. I’ve known Grant for a year now and
every time I’m around him I walk away thoroughly impressed. The next guy is Ed.
Ed is hard to pinpoint. Mostly because he’s either mute or hilarious. Cali and
I are actually friends with Ed’s parents and his mom is convinced one of us
should marry Ed. We keep telling her that would require him to speak to us.
Ed and Grant are also best friends and I love the dynamic of
them and us. They join us for our standard Wednesday dinner with friends and we
hang out with them on the weekends. I don’t know where any of this is going,
but I enjoy the company so over-thinking is banned.
-The Bluestocking
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