I’ve been MIA for several days, life has been a bit busy. Longer hours at work and for a change it was busy since deadline was up for classes, lots of testing and orientation, etc. Then I would come home and David was here already. Got some last presents and stocking stuffers. My mom asked my sister in Texas to get a couple of Christmas presents for the little man ( my sister has my mom’s credit card), she was stressing about it because it wouldn’t get here in time. I suggested to buy it via Target and I could go pick it up. At the end, I have many more present to wrap up.
Wednesday we went to David’s work Christmas party, however this was only for the department heads with their spouses or partners. It was at a small bar downtown, I don’t really know all of them but it was fun.
Our main campus sent some donuts on Thursday, cute Christmas donuts, too cute to eat! They got to work too early, good thing I had gotten there earlier than usual. They sent the Christmas donuts and regular glazed ones. I was good and had half of a glazed donut. Thursday was crazy busy.
Little man had his Christmas party at daycare.
David had bought tickets to go see a jazz group named Big Bad Voodoo Daddy on Friday. They’re a fun group and there was some room in the front for people to dance. It was completely full and I just kept thinking that so many people have covid around here.
Yesterday they had a small party for the little man who’s turning 3 tomorrow.
"I see." Andrew says and lets the topic drop. They move on to other truths, other questions, and other moments that make Andrew's heart race as they amble through the night pressed side by side.
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Andrew realizes that he might have a problem when Alex suddenly grabs him to hide them in an alley when he sees a cop. Alex grabs him and Andrew's instinctual response to lash out has him punch Alex in the gut but his friend holds on despite the breath being knocked out of him.
Andrew doesn't apologize and Alex doesn't ask him to.
What he realizes though is that he doesn't want Alex to let him go.
sometimes its so crazy to realize that there's actually a lot of things i like. that i thought i didn't like because i was a depressed teenager. i love being outside! i love swimming! i love talking to people! even strangers sometimes! i love getting dressed in fun outfits and doing makeup! i love reading and going to art museums! i just thought i was doomed forever to a life of complete and total apathy and void! and now look at me! still a little shaky but i'm doing it!!!!!