On this particular day I was ruminating over the fact that I want better for The Banker. I really mean it. He’s an awesome guy. Tall, dark and handsome, he has a good job. He’s funny and kind and oh my god, why am I trying to sell him to you? He has a superfluous nipple, okay?
|this guy is zen af|
Don’t get me wrong. I’m a god-damned prize. But as time goes on, I fear The Banker’s love for me might turn him into my nurse and I don’t want that more than I don’t want to be alone.
Through tears, I tried to tell him this, but he is unflappable. First, he laughed at me and my silly concerns. This was annoying because, I wasn’t kidding. I’m serious. But this guy, he is so steady, so even. He never seems to get upset. It was only when I said through gross, snotty tears,
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