Longer Shot Rethink
September 9, 2011 § 8 Comments
Having quite given up the very idea of Longer Shot yesterday as preposterous, of course there is suddenly a turn of events which means my meeting him unexpectantly becomes a distinct possibility and now, just when I – and you – thought I had begun to take repossession of my senses, I am having to have a rethink, dammit.
The rethinking, I swear it, is taking place completely in the context of total awareness of my own absurdity. I can promise you that, but two things happened last night which has meant curiosity and lack of sense have once more have got the better of me. First, a friend came for supper and it turns out she knows him (seems more and more people I know seem to know him to the point I am now puzzled as to how have he and I have made it this long without ever having come across each other) and she began regaling me with stories about him, what he is like, the fact she thinks he is still available, how eccentric he is (I have to say, I do rather like eccentric) and how the idea of him and me is far from impossible; why not at least meet him? He is great to talk to, if nothing else, she said; enormously interesting. She seemed even rather tickled by the idea and promises she is going to do some gentle finding out about his current whereabouts, status (lover or no lover?) etc. Well, perhaps I should have said save yourself the bother but anyone who tells me I should have is evidently a better person than me.
We were up to fuck knows what time this morning talking about him, deliciously spinning away. (If stories don’t really exist, hey, why not conjure them up for the sport of it, even out of practically nothing? Call it Plankton fuel). Then, after my friend left, I checked my emails before turning my lights out and what did I find there but a long one from him forwarded to me not from Janey, but from someone else I am close to, with several mentions of me in it.
I defy any of you not to have become at least a little bit curious, had you been me.