I felt low about being rejected by the grocery boy.
However. I feel like life is a cycle.
It’s difficult to talk about because I’m in a loving relationship with B and that means the world to me.
All the good stuff I focus on Grocery lad could come back to me at another point. Lovely as he is he isn’t the centre of the known universe or any universe.
The universe contains other good stuff.
Other bad stuff too.
But like the awe and excitement I felt when I went to the Musee D’Orsay – other cool friends could come into my life.
There is cool stuff out there.
Like days when I sat with green hair outside the corn exchange.
B is cool.