And now the Phone Call after the sunburn
Dec. 16th, 2003 04:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
neongraalSo then Monday happens. Wake up feeling good. Work just happens. Igo to a lunch meeting with little substance and am a bit nauseus so I beg off the other meeting I have to run on the grounds I'm not sure I could cope with being the center of it.
More work happens and then I head home.
As noted previously I am busy this evening, with roleplaying actually, and the session goes fine. some of the characaters are a little (well, okay, a lot) stupid and one of the characters is unlucky enough to get killed. Bummer. but was still enjoyable, especailly as the dead character wasn't mine. :-)
So that ende up around 11pm and I went home. I sat down at the computer for a little destressing (playing "Knights of the Old Republic", a really good Star Wars based CRPG). A few moments later the phone rings and it's C.
Colour me pleasantly surprised. And as I said before I'm not really one for long phone conversations, but this turned into a great one. Rambling, moving on and off topic, full of humour, feeling, joke and sincerity.
C said that after sunday she had felt like her senses had been assaulted / overloaded and after she recovered from that she had been thinking about me, or us, or sunday a largish portion of the day. And that had been distracting from work. And then she'd been thinking about what she was feeling while thinking about, ....
She'd almost sent me an SMS (which when she read it out to me, was one that would have made my day in many ways) and when she'd rung she'd prepared a message to leave on the answering machine, but instead I'd answered and so we had a conversation.
The gist of the conversation was it was a "TALK". But a good talk, a talk that clears the air, makes clear the thoughts, hopes, worries, insecurities, feelings, responses and memories of both parties. C had done some processnig of the events of Sunday (and Saturday night too) and some personal analysis of her own reactions through Monday. She asked me some pertinent and/or deep questions, listened to and commented on my answers and answered questions I had.
Information was imparted, understanding was improved, clarification was provided. Fears and insecurities were aired. Honesty and self-knowledge was attempted. Tolerance and support was given. Past restraint and excesses were acknowledged.
It was glorious.
Potentialities are possible, failure is unwanted but is acceptable. Fun will be sought and hurt avoided. There is interest and uncertaintly.
There is a willingness to see what happens with as few expectations and limitations as is possible.
Wheeeee..
More work happens and then I head home.
As noted previously I am busy this evening, with roleplaying actually, and the session goes fine. some of the characaters are a little (well, okay, a lot) stupid and one of the characters is unlucky enough to get killed. Bummer. but was still enjoyable, especailly as the dead character wasn't mine. :-)
So that ende up around 11pm and I went home. I sat down at the computer for a little destressing (playing "Knights of the Old Republic", a really good Star Wars based CRPG). A few moments later the phone rings and it's C.
Colour me pleasantly surprised. And as I said before I'm not really one for long phone conversations, but this turned into a great one. Rambling, moving on and off topic, full of humour, feeling, joke and sincerity.
C said that after sunday she had felt like her senses had been assaulted / overloaded and after she recovered from that she had been thinking about me, or us, or sunday a largish portion of the day. And that had been distracting from work. And then she'd been thinking about what she was feeling while thinking about, ....
She'd almost sent me an SMS (which when she read it out to me, was one that would have made my day in many ways) and when she'd rung she'd prepared a message to leave on the answering machine, but instead I'd answered and so we had a conversation.
The gist of the conversation was it was a "TALK". But a good talk, a talk that clears the air, makes clear the thoughts, hopes, worries, insecurities, feelings, responses and memories of both parties. C had done some processnig of the events of Sunday (and Saturday night too) and some personal analysis of her own reactions through Monday. She asked me some pertinent and/or deep questions, listened to and commented on my answers and answered questions I had.
Information was imparted, understanding was improved, clarification was provided. Fears and insecurities were aired. Honesty and self-knowledge was attempted. Tolerance and support was given. Past restraint and excesses were acknowledged.
It was glorious.
Potentialities are possible, failure is unwanted but is acceptable. Fun will be sought and hurt avoided. There is interest and uncertaintly.
There is a willingness to see what happens with as few expectations and limitations as is possible.
Wheeeee..
