Mark keeps impressing the hell out of me!!
Monday - First thing in the morning, I received a text telling me to have a great start to the work week. We exchanged a few emails during the day - he's already making plans (buying tickets) for our date on Friday! And he called me on Monday night on his way home after having a drink with a friend.
Tuesday - Today I left town for a business trip until Thursday. I was having the world's crappiest morning (I lost my favorite ring in the parking deck) until I received another nice text message from Mark, this one telling me to have a safe flight and a great day. So nice!
I had a realization last night after Mark and I got off the phone. I noticed that I don't really say much, or volunteer much about myself (my day, my feelings, what I have going on in my life) when we talk. After making this observation, I've spent a good deal of time thinking about why I'm doing this. I think I do this so that I can stay guarded, and not put too much of myself out there. Anyone who knows me, knows how absurd that is. The acronym TMI (too much information) might has well have been coined so it could be applied to my rambling stories and overshares.
It would be crazy for me to say that now, going forward, I'm going to show Mark who I truly am - a chatterbox who can't tell a story without giving WAY too many details. I don't think it will be that easy for me to break down the wall. But I can't help be curious - now that I'm conscious of it, how will my interactions with him change?
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