Demise

 Sometimes things just feel so simple that it feels like the entire the world is within my grasp. I enjoy that feeling. It is a rare thing to feel. Somewhere down the river, it is clear that ambition made its grave. I fail to recongize its reality and refuse to acknowledge it at all. Why the fuck should I? 

Three beers, two jager shots in. Ready to roll on the entire world. There is this gorgeous woman at the coffee shop near my place. I made it a routine of mine to grab a coffee from that place on my way home from friends. Every couple of days, her shift and my routine align. She is always a sight for sore eyes and my heart beats excitedly whenever I go talk to her. She smiles when she sees me and doesn't even ask what my order is. I call it a routine for a reason. I always grab the same drink. She never fails to engage in conversation with me and it always feels nice. I talked about this situation with my closest friend today and wanted to get some advice since I feel like this is a tricky situation. The issue here isn't about how to approach her or something. I know my way around words. Thing is, should I? Should I risk ruining this status quo that I deeply enjoy? To which, he responded by saying "whether you make a move or not, the status quo will be ruined. outcome one: you make a move, it ends up being positive and you get yourself into a relationship and the status quo evolves into something else and is thereby ruined. outcome two: you make a move but it turns out she isn't into you and the status quo is ruined. outcome three: you don't make a move and keep enjoying these brief interactions until she quits the job and the status quo is ruined." Thoughts that made its way to my head but needed second-hand confirmation to affirm them. I think I will ask her out. If the status quo's demise is bound to happen, why not take part in it?

 You know what? I just might take part in its demise.

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