Doing laundry is the only constant in the universe. Fold, hang, repeat. I really am tired. I feel fucking stupid. I feel like I lost but I was never in the race and that’s what drives me nuts.
We went for coffee. First actual date. She laughed at my stupid jokes. Her English is so sweet and she humors my terrible American-Japanese. I didn’t think about work or the cold once.
Walking in the park to clear my head. The Girl was there. She smiled again. Gave a little wave. I actually stopped. I actually talked to her! We stumbled through my accented Japanese and her broken English. It was adorable. We traded social media. I’m literally shaking right now.
