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My intuition does not fail me often.
Hearing from Mr TV Director warms my heart temporarily - precisely until I am reminded how aloof and selfish he can be.
Here is how the text conversation goes:
Beautiful but Grumpy: Hey, you were in my dream few days ago so just checking if you’re alright.
Mr TV Director: Oh? Did something awful happen?? I am fine. And in Nigeria for a couple of weeks.
BbG: Nothing really. Just that in my dream I saw you coming back home after a voice cords operation. Let me know when you're back.
............. Two weeks later............
Mr TV Director: Hi. I’m back. Away again tomorrow for a week, but just to Bristol. Free this evening though.
BbG: I’ve got meetings till 9.30 tonight.
Mr TV Director: Is after that too late? Otherwise one evening next week maybe.
BbG: Well, 9.30 is not too late for a drink but too late for anything else.
Mr TV Director: Well it would be a shame to have anything else ruled out, even if one can’t presume...
BbG: I agree J next week then?
Mr TV Director: Ok!
BbG: Please remind me next week in case I forget...
Mr TV Director: In case you forget!? :O
BbG: Yeah! J
Mr TV Director: OK!
............A week later.............
Mr TV Director: Hello.
BbG: Hello J
Mr TV Director: It’s this week!
BbG: Oh, yes. Of course. Totally forgotten! So when are you free?
Mr TV Director: Any evening. I think. You forget too bloody easily!
BbG: Hopefully this time you will give me something to remember. I can do Friday. Actually i need both something to remember and something to write about. Can you do that?
Mr TV Director: To write about?? Not sure about Thur or Friday but an evening after work?
BbG: I can only do Friday this week. Well, see how your plans develop and let me know. Have a nice week! X
I sense my obsession with Mr TV Director is officially over. We can be friends now.
Or lovers. Or both.
Or lovers. Or both.