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Morning Spooners. It’s Tuesday. Time to get ready to go back to work after a semi-productive vacation. 😭. It was a double header…first part fun, second part rained out. It’s hot, it’s muggy, it’s summer! Of course the weather is turning nice now that I have to hit the road…

Everyone have a great day! Bonsai MZ…so, this one looks to be done by an amateur and we got to vote on the best ones. I voted for this one because it looks like the ones I’ve worked on…it wasn’t the prettiest but it took a lot of work! My life to a T!

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If there's one thing I've learned from Lit it's that honesty is THE most important thing. I mean, it is in general tbh. Especially for me since I find it difficult to read subtext and subterfuge (flirting frightens me :D).

Case in point. I've been chatting with someone for the past 3 weeks. Never expected anything to happen, said so right from the start. But the conversation got hot and heavy to the point where, we, last Sunday were scheduled to meet and have some fun. Now she had said ahead of time that it might not happen for genuine reasons. Well of course that was the case, which is fair enough. She even felt guilty telling me, I reassured her it wasn't her fault, and she said she was still into it. Unequivocally.

Now, two days of strained chats later and I'm asking her if we can discuss another attempt. We both seemed into it. Apparently not. TBH I had felt that something changed from Sunday. The convo, as I said, was strained. You can tell, those of us who chat online, when things change: the replies are a little more formal, a little less frequent.

It's frustrating really. I had said all along she has every right, at any point, to back out and say no. But all last week she was telling me that she wanted to do stuff, had fantasised about it, showed me pics, even asked me for a pic (you know what I mean!), in fact the meeting was her idea. It was amazing; completely unexpected and wonderful. Ok it didn't happen; that's, crushingly, life, right?

I don't think the conversation can really continue at this point. A bit like trying to put the genie back in the bottle. She has every right to refuse to meet and change her mind, but the point I'm trying to make is that you need to be honest. Every step of the way. Or folk get hurt and misunderstand things. Now I feel like I'm the bad guy, and I don't want that. I told her how I feel, and she has not responded since. Well, ok, you don't have to respond to people. That's your right. But honestly, ghosting is never cool. It's sad how things turn out, but again, you've got to be honest. It's shitty to say this, feels a little sexist even, but I feel a bit lead on. I don't know if there's anything else that's in play here; she doesn't have to tell me, but I could sense from Sunday evening that things had changed. Earlier that day, she was saying, "hey write a story about all the things we're going to do to each other, it will be really sexy for me to read." I started but quickly stopped because it felt, without anything having happened and having the meeting cancelled, that it was too intense. I don't think I'll be continuing.

In the immortal words of Jeremiah Springer: take care of yourselves, and each other. :D
 
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