Sitting in the Car

It was an 12 hour work day but that's okay. I like my Friday night routine where I get the office to myself and finish off the work that only I can do. It makes me feel like I have job security.

The way home it was sprinkling pretty consistently but just light enough I didn't need my windshield wipers to run automatically. I took the freeway home (because I didn't think traffic would be very heavy and I felt confidence in skipping Kai's house) and I saw a sign saying to report drunk drivers and a cop car passed on the other side of the partition. It made me begin to compose a text message in my mind to Jeremy that I delivered when I got parked at home about being careful tomorrow when he (inevitably) gets wasted on st. patrick's day and drives himself home.

Parked as I was, I pondered how I still think there's something going on that prohibits him from chatting with me like we used to. After a few minutes I realized the reason why I hadn't gotten out of the car yet was because I was waiting for him to text back and call me a dork. He could already be dead, I thought. I considered sending Tim a similar message but stopped when I remembered how unforgiving he told me he wants to be. He wouldn't take any warm wishes from me well. I thought about how I should finally respond to Leonard about how trying to not start a conversation is the same as being defensive in this case, just not as fearful. But that would be a pointless text.

It started to rain even harder and my arm hurt in a strange way. I laughed out loud when I realized that I was actually sore from playing frisbee last night. That's pretty pathetic. But it's a nice feeling to be running again. To bring everything full circle, I laughed again when I noted how pointless it would be to text Stephen to drive safely and not binge. lol.

My phone called out to say I have a text.
I had forgotten that I was still waiting for a response from Jeremy and I was pleased and surprised... but nope. Instead it's Kchan asking about the maid idol contest. I quickly reply. I smile at her response. Then get out of the car into the heavier rain and walk home with my hood drawn up around my ears. Cause it would be silly to wait there until I fell asleep again and caught a cold.