I have been dateless for too long. I can tell. How? I have started entertaining fantasies of a certain hot, brilliant, Boston musician who has gone far too long without a West Coast tour. Every time I start having a dry spell of the opposite sex, my thoughts always go back to him.
Is he still in that other band? Has he branched out? Good God Google brings up a ton of accurate hits for his name! I wonder if he ever thinks about me? Sure, that kiss in the parking lot was bad, but we were nervous. It happens.
I wonder if that number he gave me actually works? Should I use it? Long distance is free and I have plenty of minutes. I probably shouldn't. He'll think I'm some kind of crazed stalker and then going to his shows will be awkward. Which would suck because I love his band. I would have to linger in the back and pray he doesn't see me. I hate lingering in the back.
Maybe some guys were meant to stay crushes. How sad.
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