I got lost in reverie listening to a slow, swingy song called “Shut Up and Sway Your Hips.” Once again I am back to being a Nablmo cheater. I got lost in a daydream about one of those men who disappeared with nary an excuse or a you’re just not for me. Oddly enough he reads iwilldare.com every single day and yet my e-mails have gone unanswered. Well they did go unanswered, I gave up a year or so ago.
Perhaps the men who have semi-disappeared from my life don’t subscribe to the Husker Du, “Don’t Want to Know if You Are Lonely” method of getting rid of former lovers.
It puzzles me. If they wanted me out of their lives, why do they constantly check up on me?