9:00-9:20 am.
not having said more than 4 words to each other before this, sitting together at a table, just the two of us, for 20 minutes, seemed insurmountable.
you came back with coffee. normally when people ask me if i "want anything," i politely decline. but i was freezing cold, and i was grateful you asked. it always seemed like you were annoyed by me.
"how's your semester going?"
i started a little. i almost reacted with hostility. "why would you care?" but i didn't. i smiled weakly.
"it's ok."
silence.
i ventured, "have you had your review yet?"
"i don't have one this year, since i'm graduating in may. thesis."
"oh, thats cool."
"yeah."
i started staring at the grass at this point. hoping to allow you a chance to step out of the conversation. if you preferred to sit in silence. i didn't mind. it was 9:11 at this point anyway. not much longer to go. but you volleyed a clipped
"where are you from?"
i said i was from delaware, and had moved around a bit because of dad's job. turns out you had too. our dads had different fields of work, though.
silence again. i remembered a few weeks ago when a group of us went to our mutual friend's birthday celebration at that bar i never go to. around 12:20 am when i was planning to leave, a few of us were making our way to the front when we ran into you. we were all so inebriated that it seemed perfectly normal for you to take me and another girls hand and spin us around on the dance floor, briefly, just that spin. and i remember thinking "maybe he doesn't think i am a total waste of space."
i have that bad habit though. of assuming people don't like me, especially when they don't talk to me.
maybe you are just more like how i am. don't talk to people just for the sake of talking.
i looked at the clock. 9:29. the feeling of relief less potent than i had anticipated, i gathered my things.
"thanks for the coffee."
