I've been so busy lately that I've not had a chance to wind down. I finally got a week where things are going back to normal.
This past week I've had a few weird things happen to me. But first let me give the background.
Back in the 1990s I met the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen at a dealership. I'd seen the reaction and the attention of all the guys that were there and I knew that I had no chance. I'm not the most handsome guy, either.
I was a lot attendant and she was hired as a sales rep durning one of the big tent sales. She was put in the delivery area with one of the more experienced sales lady for OJT. I was also in the delivery area, for, well, delivering cars. Instead of trying to hit on her and doing/saying dumb things to impress her, I treated her like one of the guys - and we became friends. Over the 7 or 8 months she worked there, we became close and would often find ourselves together - a lot. I saw her so much during work that I didn't think to ask her out or even ask for her number.
I don't remember why she left, but when she left, she left her business card with her phone number under my windshield wiper! I jumped on the phone and called!
We went from friends, to really good friends and more if you know what I mean It was the best time of my life! I hadn't been happier before or since! She's the love of my life! She's EVERYTHING I wanted!
Over time, because of work schedules, we saw less and less of each other and grew apart. We still talked on the phone regularly, but after a while, became clear to me that I was in the friend zone. UGH, In my inexperience and desperation, I became the very thing that she told me in the beginning she hated - needy and clingy.
I lost her. I hated myself for killing the relationship. It took me years to get over her. I thought I did.
I've had girlfriends before and since, but never anybody like her! I realize that what I remember is probably a distortion of what really happened, but...the relationship probably wan't meant to be.
Fast forward to this past week. I had some time off and I had a dream about her. From what remember it was about riding in a car together. I hadn't thought about her for years. Then, I was going though some old boxes and I find a Bible she gave me for my birthday. She'd written beautiful dedication to me. I'm not going to lie, I got teary eyed and nostalgic when I read it.
Then the strangest thing if all, I was watching a rerun of an old TV series, and I see her name in the credits. She has a somewhat common first and last name, and the series was made when she'd have been a young teen, so it's not her, but what a strange coincidence!
I don't know what any of that means, but why now? I find myself reliving those old memories and thinking about her. I've been thinking about her a lot. I realize that the person I knew so long ago no longer exists as she's changed and Ive changed. I thought I'd gotten over her but it seems I'm still in love with a ghost from my past.
There's a reason why she was in my life then, and there's a reason why the memory of her resurfaced now. What it is I don't know.
I'm debating contacting her through social media... I think the best thing for me to do is leave things be.
This past week I've had a few weird things happen to me. But first let me give the background.
Back in the 1990s I met the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen at a dealership. I'd seen the reaction and the attention of all the guys that were there and I knew that I had no chance. I'm not the most handsome guy, either.
I was a lot attendant and she was hired as a sales rep durning one of the big tent sales. She was put in the delivery area with one of the more experienced sales lady for OJT. I was also in the delivery area, for, well, delivering cars. Instead of trying to hit on her and doing/saying dumb things to impress her, I treated her like one of the guys - and we became friends. Over the 7 or 8 months she worked there, we became close and would often find ourselves together - a lot. I saw her so much during work that I didn't think to ask her out or even ask for her number.
I don't remember why she left, but when she left, she left her business card with her phone number under my windshield wiper! I jumped on the phone and called!
We went from friends, to really good friends and more if you know what I mean It was the best time of my life! I hadn't been happier before or since! She's the love of my life! She's EVERYTHING I wanted!
Over time, because of work schedules, we saw less and less of each other and grew apart. We still talked on the phone regularly, but after a while, became clear to me that I was in the friend zone. UGH, In my inexperience and desperation, I became the very thing that she told me in the beginning she hated - needy and clingy.
I lost her. I hated myself for killing the relationship. It took me years to get over her. I thought I did.
I've had girlfriends before and since, but never anybody like her! I realize that what I remember is probably a distortion of what really happened, but...the relationship probably wan't meant to be.
Fast forward to this past week. I had some time off and I had a dream about her. From what remember it was about riding in a car together. I hadn't thought about her for years. Then, I was going though some old boxes and I find a Bible she gave me for my birthday. She'd written beautiful dedication to me. I'm not going to lie, I got teary eyed and nostalgic when I read it.
Then the strangest thing if all, I was watching a rerun of an old TV series, and I see her name in the credits. She has a somewhat common first and last name, and the series was made when she'd have been a young teen, so it's not her, but what a strange coincidence!
I don't know what any of that means, but why now? I find myself reliving those old memories and thinking about her. I've been thinking about her a lot. I realize that the person I knew so long ago no longer exists as she's changed and Ive changed. I thought I'd gotten over her but it seems I'm still in love with a ghost from my past.
There's a reason why she was in my life then, and there's a reason why the memory of her resurfaced now. What it is I don't know.
I'm debating contacting her through social media... I think the best thing for me to do is leave things be.
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