It’s best to pretend certain things never happened. That chocolate bar you ate for breakfast? Put the wrapper at the bottom of the rubbish bin and deny everything. That flirty move you made on your (as it turns out, uninterested) yoga teacher? You were just being friendly. That year-long lag since Clothing for Correspondence last sent out a newsletter? You’re imagining things. But when someone asks you to move out of the small apartment you are sharing with them, is it really possible to just carry on as though the conversation never happened? Brad thought it was. And Nicole needed our help to tell him that it wasn’t.
Something funny has been happening around my house lately. I go into the bathroom and the shower is all wet. I say to myself, ‘Someone’s been showering in my bathroom.’ I go into the spare room and find the spare bed disheveled and unmade. I say to myself, ‘Someone’s been sleeping in my spare room.’ I go into the kitchen and I see someone cooking dinner. I say to myself, ‘Someone is making Pasta Arrabiata in my kitchen… after I asked him to move out.’ |
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