Thursday, 22 January 2009

Giving Up At The Perseverance

It was a set up.
She had been mentioned to me. I wasn't sure if I had been mentioned to her.
She was a doctor but didn't like dating doctors. I wasn't a doctor so I ticked that box.
So I mingled. There was a large crowd. We were in a pub called The Perseverance. I wasn't sure if it was apt or ironic.
She was pointed out to me. I circled, waited for the right moment to approach, moved in. "Hello."
I wasn't nervous, I had been here before, you didn't choose your emotions. So we talked, had a drink, talked some more. Then we were broken up. Other people knew her.
I went outside, got some air, took a breath, thought about it, and didn't go back in.
It wasn't happening, whatever that means. You can't choose your emotions. Perseverance my arse.

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