Oh, hey, what’s up? Yeah, no, I just popped in here real quick to…
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Yeah, I didn’t realize you’d be here either. What’s it been, a few days, huh?
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Oh, a week? Really? Oh, well…
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Oh, me? Not much really, just kind of hanging out. What about you?
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That’s cool. Yeah, it’s nice to take it easy sometimes and…
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What’s that?
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You’ve been waiting for me to get in touch? Yeah, well, about that, we’ve been together for a long time, almost three years. Sometimes I just want to do my own thing.
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No, it’s not because I don’t like you…
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Of course I still like you…
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Oh come on, don’t start crying… alright, just relax… relax…
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What I’m trying to say is that sometimes I feel like I have to see you every day…
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Well, to be honest, sometimes I don’t want to see you every day…
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Look, you just told me to be honest, and now I’m being honest and you’re throwing a fit. You don’t make any sense.
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Yes, I like you.
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Yes, you’re fun.
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No, I don’t want to spend all my time with you.
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I know I used to see you a lot more in the past, but I like to think the stuff we’ve done recently has been more meaningful.
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Yes, really.
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Yes, honestly, I’ve been much happier with what we’ve been doing in the past year more than what we did the first year we were together.
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Yes, exactly. That’s just what I was trying to say. I’d much rather spend a week apart and then get back together and have it be good than to see each other 8 or 9 times a day and have it be just okay.
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What?
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Yes, I know other people do it dozens of times a day. They do it well. We don’t do that well.
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I don’t know why we can’t do it that way, but we’ve tried it and it just doesn’t work.
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It just doesn’t.
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Because I don’t have the energy for it.
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Yes, it’s all me.
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Great. Great, I’m glad you’re getting a laugh at the fact that I can’t do it multiple times a day.
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Well it takes two to make this thing work, and I can just go find something else to keep myself busy if you’d like. See you in another week.
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Yes, I’m serious.
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Yes, seriously serious.
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Right.
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I agree.
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Okay, fine. You’ll be my one and only, and I’ll make sure that it’s as good as it can be, as frequently as possible.
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What?
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No, I don’t love you too.
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Look, cry all you want, but I’m not going to tell my blog that I love it.
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What?
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No. It’s bad enough that I’m anthropomorphizing you for a blog post.
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Yes, I think the sexual allusions now seem really weird too.
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Look, let’s just not ever talk about this again, okay?
