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He came to see me at work the other day. It was surprising. I mean, it was a pleasant surprise, but ... well, it was unlike him. Not that I'm meaning to complain, but I wouldn't have expected him to do something like that. He came to ask if I wanted to go out to eat with him.

It's all nice, but things feel strange. I wouldn't say awkward, but I just don't know what we're doing. We're friends, but I feel as if...


I have work in the morning, and I'm sitting here typing instead of sleeping. I suppose I just wanted to get this down. I thought it would clear my head. I can't say whether it even helped or not. Either way, I have time to think about this later.