Candy from Strangers
I had a ‘Carrie moment’ yesterday.
I had a moment like that yesterday. It wasn’t exactly the same but I’ll have to spare the gory details for my own sanity. And if you follow this blog regularly, I’m sure you can fill in the blanks yourself. It’s weird, no matter how hard you try getting over someone, boom! Coincidence strikes and there they are staring you in the face.
Although my night wasn’t totally ruined, it was tinged with sadness. I wasn’t my usual happy self.
On my way home to Canary Wharf, a random girl on the DLR offered me some of her chocolates. I know you’re not supposed to take candy from strangers, but the gesture seemed so gracious, so comforting. It was as if this girl was tuned into my own sadness; as if she understood on some level what I was going through. So I accepted. (And if these are the last words I ever write, clearly I’ve been poisoned!)
The lesson Carrie took away from her run-in with Aiden was that if she and Aiden could survive their relationship crash, then there’s nothing that she can’t bounce back from. I wasn't so optimistic at first. But things are looking up and now I feel the same way.
Oh also, not that this is pertinent, I ran into David Walliams and got a nice text message from Mr.MusicBiz. So the night wasn't completely without merit.
(Part two of, “I Fucked him up the Ass” coming tomorrow. Sorry!)
“I was just entering my safety zone when there he was, my emotional equivalent to the big crash of ’29 - Aiden” – Carrie Sex and the City. Season 6, “To Market, to Market.” When Carrie runs into Aiden with his newborn son, Tate.
I had a moment like that yesterday. It wasn’t exactly the same but I’ll have to spare the gory details for my own sanity. And if you follow this blog regularly, I’m sure you can fill in the blanks yourself. It’s weird, no matter how hard you try getting over someone, boom! Coincidence strikes and there they are staring you in the face.
Although my night wasn’t totally ruined, it was tinged with sadness. I wasn’t my usual happy self.
On my way home to Canary Wharf, a random girl on the DLR offered me some of her chocolates. I know you’re not supposed to take candy from strangers, but the gesture seemed so gracious, so comforting. It was as if this girl was tuned into my own sadness; as if she understood on some level what I was going through. So I accepted. (And if these are the last words I ever write, clearly I’ve been poisoned!)
The lesson Carrie took away from her run-in with Aiden was that if she and Aiden could survive their relationship crash, then there’s nothing that she can’t bounce back from. I wasn't so optimistic at first. But things are looking up and now I feel the same way.
Oh also, not that this is pertinent, I ran into David Walliams and got a nice text message from Mr.MusicBiz. So the night wasn't completely without merit.
(Part two of, “I Fucked him up the Ass” coming tomorrow. Sorry!)
Labels: awkward moments, break-up, Carrie Moments, coincident, David Walliams, Mr. MusicBiz, regrets, relationships, Sex and the City
posted by Naive London Girl at 1/22/2008 01:26:00 PM
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