I’m good at self-sabotage
Had coffee late the other night with a girl I met just last week. Here’s a discussion I had with a friend when I got home.
Him: Hey, you’re back. She seemed really cool.
Me: She was. But, we both decided not to see other again.
Him: (surprised) What? Just like that? You guys seemed to get along really well – she’s pretty, smart, an omnivore, AND an insomniac. That’s right up your alley.
Me: I know, I know, I know.
Me: Interestingly, no…just a…personal choice I made that she disagrees with.
Him: Have you really thought this through?
Me: (thinking) Probably not. But she has my digits, she knows where to find me. Plus, maybe I’ll call her if things change with me.
Him: (pause) Man, you’re a self-sabotaging bastard.
Me: (sigh) I know, I know, I know.
Location: 7PM yest, 1345 Ave of the Americas
Music: Time on my hands Could be time spent with you