What Are You Thinking? Continued 14

I keep thinking about this petite older widowed woman I talk to at the grocery store. Our exchanges have grown into suggestive discrete flirtations. Her eyes and well manicured fingernails are so seductive that I fantasize having an affair with her as she lives alone.
 
I've been through a lot in my life. Those who have known me for years have seen it. But this time..

They cracked open my chest and cut into my arm and leg, took veins to attach surgically to my heart. Needles and wires, all sorts of leads.

They stopped my heart and put me on life support for a while. I got though it. I'm getting through it, but my body is beat to hell worse than it ever has been. I'm not sure I have it in me to go through any more or anything else. Isn't dying enough finally, for me to have some peace?
 
Iโ€™m wondering if maybe I did something wrong and upset someone (or someones)
If you are referring to people on Lit, sometimes text can come across in the wrong way. If it is something that really matters to you, you could also message who you think is upset with you and just ask them. The people who are honest will be honest with you and the ones who arenโ€™t are not worth bothering about anyway.
 
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