Something occurred to me last night as I went to bed, all buoyant and happy from creating my new blog. I actually still know a lot of people that I’m going to be writing about. And there’s a pretty good chance that if they visit the site… They might not like what they see.
Well, that is – if I’m honest with you all…
…which I will be (wherever possible).
Now – a good case in point here, is my mate Sky.
Sky is a wonderful person. Now – I’m not just saying that – she really is. She’s one of the most forgiving, good spirited people I know – and it’s to my eternal shame that I begin the rocky road of misadventure with a tale of a failed date – which was completely my fault.
I used to work at Burtons Menswear in Aberystwyth when I was (not much) younger, and Sky used to work in Dorothy Perkins, which was just below us in the same building. Now – from what people told me, Sky had a bit of a crush on me when we were working together. But, I never acted on it, because I was in one of the worst relationships of my life (a story for another day).
Frankly, looking back, I should have ditched the person I was seeing and gone on a date with Sky as soon as I twigged that she liked me. But hey, hindsight is 20×20.
So, as you can probably guess, I didn’t act on anything, and wound up leaving Aberystwyth shortly after to live with my brother in Warwick.
But, a small part of me always regretted that decision. I couldn’t help but think – “what if I had gone on a date with her?”
A few months passed by in Warwick, and life slowly ebbed away as I passed from one meaningless waste of a job to another.
Then, one evening, I logged onto msn and got chatting with Sky. And before I knew it – we’d set a date for the weekend, in Aberystwyth. I was about to get my answer to that tantalising “what if” question…
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