October 10, 2013
A boyfriend from the past, forty years past, stopped by the shop today. I read an email from him a month ago, explaining that he'd be in town again and would like to stop by and visit me; said he wanted to play his guitar for me. I didn't respond...which is a response, isn't it? So I wasn't really thrilled that he ignored my ignore. So, he did bring his guitar and did play it. How do you do a serenade? Pssch. I was glad new friend was there and that she didn't leave, even if it was awkward.