Life is Like all Complicated and Junk…

So, yesterday I wrote about how I don’t really know how to proceed with my life since my Canadian left. I was talking in generalities and in theory at the time but then just a few hours later I had to make a real decision regarding dating. So, to clarify – Before my Canadian showed up, let’s call him “B” I had been on a date with another guy that lives in town, let’s call him “A.” The date with “A” went well, but he didn’t ever return my calls and we haven’t been out since. That sort of sucks but it makes things easier since “B” complicated my life tremendously. So, I wondered if I should continue dating after having effectively found my “soul mate.” Realistically, it would be silly and premature to quit dating in the hopes of someday being with “B” but that’s kind of what I want to do, at least right now. And then “C” showed up. He contacted me online since he was in town doing some research and wanted to talk to me about Matt Shepard. For the record, I hate talking about Matt. I didn’t know him and there are about 100 stories about what happened and nobody will ever know what really happened. So, I met with “C” yesterday so he could interview me. I did his interview but I was kind of on the defense and closed off the entire time. Later he messaged me online and ended up asking me all about myself and then asking me out on a date. I was hesitant. I ended up doing something classically “Keith” and told him all about my feelings for “B” but he still wanted to go out and “get his shot.” Honestly, he was coming on way too strong and I was starting to feel a bit like some prize but I consented and said I would have lunch with him today. We agreed on a time and a place and he seemed very excited. I arrived at the restaurant exactly on time and realized I didn’t have my cell phone. I ALWAYS have my cell phone so I had a mini panic attack but decided to go in and wait. Since it was a first date with a stranger I decided to not get a table until he showed up, which proved to be a smart move. I waited about 5 minutes then decided to go to my car and see if for some reason my phone was there even though I knew it was at home sitting on my bed, exactly where I left it that morning. I dawdled in my car for a few minutes then checked the restaurant again – still not there. Now all sorts of things were going through my head since I didn’t have my phone. Maybe he called to cancel or reschedule or maybe he’s running late and since I don’t have my phone I’ll never know! Ah! So, I made the decision to run home and get my phone since I had waited 15 minutes and he wasn’t there. I rushed home, found my phone exactly where I left it and… nothing. No messages, no explanation. Huh… So, I called him to say that I didn’t see him at the restaurant and that I ran home to get my phone. Then like a chump I went back to the restaurant. At this point it was pretty clear to everyone there that I had been stood up but I waited. Finally, after 30 minutes I went home to eat leftovers with my dog. Oddly enough, that was exactly what I wanted to do all along. So, now it’s been almost 5 hours and still no phone call, no text message, no email, nothing to explain why he would try so hard to get this date and then just not show up. Oh, and he’s going to be going to school here next semester so I’m sure to run into him again at some point. Insanity.

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