i`m sitting in having lunch with a friend.
well, he`s ordering something for himself because my guts won`t let me think about food right now.....
and the waitress is asking me why i`m not hungry.
my friend bob tells her the tale because i`ve just got sick of reinstalling the feelings by repeating what happened.
and so.......
this waitress becomes all motherly and consoling and sharing my feelings and sits down right beside me and kisses me on the cheek.
healed.
you just have to laugh.
bless her heart.
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You weren't hungry?!!! What kind of freak are you? Oh... maybe it's me who's the freak because I'm always hungry, no matter the situation. Yeah, it's probably me.
Maybe I'll pretend to not be hungry next time I'm at the restaurant so that maybe the waitress will kiss me.
you will never know your luck until you try.....
but in all seriousness, i`m not that good an actor.
I'm the same, when I'm hurting emotionally I don't eat.
There are actually some nice caring folks out there as proven by that waitress. I'm glad to hear that once in a while.
yeah, she was. it was all about and exchange of feelings. she got a tremendous amount from the experience too.
and i have managed to eat something today, and i will get to the gym later and that always cranks me up.
There are some great waitresses here. But I accept them for what they are.
I won't say it healed you, but it was a nice band aid.
i didn`t mean healed absolutely and literally.
it was sweet and flirtatious.
just what the doctor ordered.
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