I am far too young to be this tired. I have not slept well since that dream I shared with Emma and Merritt. Furthermore, what Merritt calls the metaphysical connection intrudes on my thoughts constantly.
It was one thing to think about Merritt as potentially someone I’d have a long-term relationship with. Now, my mind additionally wanders to Emma, creating space for her that a sister would normally fill.
I assume they feel the same connection, and I further assume it is satisfied by the fact that they see each other every day. I, on the other hand, am left to catch up via SnapChat and the occasional path-crossing with Merritt.
If I were to try and reword the connection, it’s like a burning impulse that we are meant to be together. Which is just about equivalent to what they said about it when it was new to them.
So, it’s Friday, and I have to wash off yesterday’s makeup that I was too tired or too lazy to take off before bed, drag myself out of this shower, get dressed, and spend the day checking old blueprints and comparing them to the existing conditions of a small machine shop in Long Island.
I’m going to text Will and see if I can have a chat with him this afternoon. I’d like to pick his brain about this connection thing. I don’t know…
An optimistic thought to end the post with. I didn’t read Emma’s picnic post from yesterday (per our agreement to not), but she sure looked like she was having fun with Devon. I hope that works out for her!
Obviously, I want good for her. Then, there’s the obvious OTHER reason!
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