I’ve always thought of myself as a little fish in a big pond and happily so. Add that to the reasons I love New York, I guess. I can be and do whatever I want and know that, no matter what, I just fade into the crowd here. I’m barely a blip on the radar.
And yet, as big as this city is, sometimes it feels tiny. Like this week, for instance. This week I had another couple of men reappear from my past. I was just minding my own business when all of a sudden these messages from men I recognize appear in my inbox.
The first was a man who I’d gone out with a few times, over the course of a year or so. But timing was not on our side. He just now broke up with his latest girlfriend, and so he’s dating again… Not sure if we’ll get together or if anything (more) will happen this time.
The other one is a guy who completely flaked on me over the summer. I don’t remember liking him all that much, and now he’s back acting as if he’s doing me a favor by emailing me.
Anyway, I find this stuff funny and bizarre. There are just so many other fish in the sea, I don’t go chasing after near misses from my past.
Maybe I should?