I was talking to an old crush/coworker today. At first, I thought he was just passing time on his break but then I saw he wasn’t eating his food and actually talking to me. It was surreal. Maybe I’m inside too much but it was nice to sit down and have a conversation with someone, face-to-face. Seeing that person’s smile… Hearing their laugh. I miss all of that.
And then my dad walked in with the kids and fucked up our conversation. I found out later that he told the kids to go to Dominique. He gave me the baby and said, “When you’re done here, go home with him [the baby].”
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