odette
Student
- Feb 5, 2019
- 149
I have been in love once in my life, with a man I work with, who I have been in love with for about a year and a half. He doesn't know I exist. I have been an awful annoying little shit, trying to be his girlfriend when he wants nothing to do with me. He mentioned in the work chat that he is going home early today and I know that he doesn't come in on Fridays. Since I'm catching the bus this weekend, I realized that he is going to come into the room where I was working to get his coat and backpack and this would be the last time I ever saw him.
He came in and my heart was beating so hard and fast, it was like it was trying to get out of my chest. So many emotions at the same time! Uncontainable joy and excitement at seeing him this last time. Happiness thinking how relieved he will be to be rid of me. Fear of the pain and loneliness that are coming soon while I'm dying. Sadness that I could never catch his interest.
I have so many things to do to prepare for this weekend. The biggest job is giving away all my stuff and cleaning up the apartment so nobody else has to clean up after me. I'm also going to stay late at work Friday evening to clear out my desk and clean off and clear out my work computer and phone. I have to buy provisions for the busride. I have to set up timed messages to inform the police, my employer, and the beneficiary of my will. I have to cancel my bills and subscriptions to online services. Transfer all my money to the beneficiary of my will (makes it easier to just have it in the account already). Raise the seat on my bike since the beneficiary is taller than me. Check the fire alarms are working so the next person who lives here is safe. Leave out the life insurance info, my will, and the cat's vet records so they're easily found. I think that is everything. So much to do before this weekend! I hope I can manage it all! I guess I might as well pull some all-nighters since there is no point in worrying about sleep debt. :D
He came in and my heart was beating so hard and fast, it was like it was trying to get out of my chest. So many emotions at the same time! Uncontainable joy and excitement at seeing him this last time. Happiness thinking how relieved he will be to be rid of me. Fear of the pain and loneliness that are coming soon while I'm dying. Sadness that I could never catch his interest.
I have so many things to do to prepare for this weekend. The biggest job is giving away all my stuff and cleaning up the apartment so nobody else has to clean up after me. I'm also going to stay late at work Friday evening to clear out my desk and clean off and clear out my work computer and phone. I have to buy provisions for the busride. I have to set up timed messages to inform the police, my employer, and the beneficiary of my will. I have to cancel my bills and subscriptions to online services. Transfer all my money to the beneficiary of my will (makes it easier to just have it in the account already). Raise the seat on my bike since the beneficiary is taller than me. Check the fire alarms are working so the next person who lives here is safe. Leave out the life insurance info, my will, and the cat's vet records so they're easily found. I think that is everything. So much to do before this weekend! I hope I can manage it all! I guess I might as well pull some all-nighters since there is no point in worrying about sleep debt. :D