Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Changing Lock On Usps

They say that they are only platitudes

... yes, I know, by email or chains are running in Facebook messages, but I did smile and share A bocca aperta

John feels attracted to Teresa. suggests they go to the movies and she accepts.
have fun. night after he invites her to dinner, and after they are fine.
In a short time, none of them see more of the other. One night in the car, coming home, without thinking Teresa says
"Did you think that today we see that 6 months?".
It is silence in the car. Teresa silence seems full of meaning. Think:
"Maybe he will have bothered having said that, maybe he thinks that I should force him to take a commitment that he did not want or which is not safe. "
But John is thinking: "Well, six months ..." And
Teresa thinks: "But I'm not even sure I want this kind of relationship. Sometimes I'd like to have some 'freedom, for taking time to think about what I really want ... We will continue to see this level of intimacy? I'm ready for this commitment? Do I really know this man? ".
And Roger is thinking: "So this means it was ... let's see ... February when we started, right after leaving the car to a mechanic, that is ... we see the speedo ... *****!, I change the oil. "
And Teresa thinks: "It 's very upset. I can see it in his face. Or maybe I am misinterpreting. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, and perhaps he heard me before that I have some reservations. Yes, that is, afraid of being rejected. "
And Roger is thinking: "I tell them to look again at the carburetor. This thing walks like a garbage truck. " And Teresa
think: '' angry. Also I would. God, I feel so guilty, making this move, but I can not help feeling how I feel. And I do not feel secure. "
And Roger is thinking: "I will say that only three months warranty."
And Teresa thinks: "Maybe I'm too idealistic, wait for the prince on his white horse by my side when I have an ordinary person, good with which I like to sit, which is important for me and which I sum . A person suffering from self-centered for my romantic fantasies as a teenager. "
And Roger is thinking: "They want a warranty? I guarantee I give it to him .. "
" John! "Says Teresa aloud.
"What?". John says surprised
"Please do not torture it," she says with eyes dimmed with tears, "perhaps I should not tell you ... Oh God, I feel so ..." and stops sobbing.
"What?" Says John.
"I'm so stupid" Teresa sobs: "I mean, I know that there is no prince. There is neither rider nor horse ... "
" There's the horse? "John says in amazement.
"You think I'm stupid right?" Says Teresa.
"No," says John, happy to finally have a definite answer.
"It 's just that ... I need some 'time, "says Teresa. There is a pause of 15 "in which John thinking faster than he can, look for an answer. Finally
him comes to mind: "Of course, I understand," he says.
excited Teresa, takes her hand: "Oh, John you really think that?".
"Ah," John says "yeah, sure ...".
Teresa turns to look at him and fixed his eyes, making him quite nervous about what she might say, especially if it has to do with a horse.
Eventually she tells him: "Thank you John."
He goes home and she goes to bed. Since
soul that torture, cries until dawn.
Meanwhile, John goes home, opens a bag of chips, turns on the TV and then immersed in a replica of a tennis match between two unknown players.
A small voice in a hidden corner of his mind tells him that something important has happened in the car, but it is certain that there is no way to understand it: better not to think about it.
The next day Teresa called one of her friends and talk about the thing for 6 hours at a time. Fit painfully detailed, analyze everything she said and everything he said, returning at any point again and again, they will examine every word, considering every possible ramification. Continue to argue for weeks without coming to conclusions, but never bored. Meanwhile, John
one day, watching a football game with a friend, casually say, "Luke, you know where Teresa has a horse ?"...

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