Good times. For once.

Saturday.

Well it’s been an interesting week. Thursday and Friday were nothing short of delightful. A very special friend at work and I have been sharing music for some time but the end of this week, it ramped up big time. I scrolled back last night and found nearly thirty songs in our private chat. As time progresses, we are finding we have more and more in common. Much like sharing the sunset together, we both find that there’s a magic in moving someone by sending them a song.

You can say so much with a song without uttering a word. Love songs, break up songs, grief songs. As we all know, some of us use music to send a message that one isn’t brave enough to say out loud. It’s semi risk free in a way. You can hint at something while at the same time keeping a degree of plausible deniability. Sometimes it’s not even conscious. With some songs though, it’s hard not to take them literally, especially if one is sent the lyric video, whether it was sent with a message intended or not. I think that’s probably my head set than anything else though.

The last two days of the week, the energy between us was quite intense but in a lovely way. Both of us feeling quite exited and moved by our music sharing.

By the time we finished work my friend and I both seemed to have a spring in our step. I know I did. We walked the first mile from work together as we often do and hugged goodbye when we went our separate ways. It had been a little while since we had done that. Sometimes I wish we could hug a little longer. We are quite close now and I’d like to be able to show that without it getting weird.

By the last few hours of work yesterday, we were positively bouncing off the walls. It was great. As I mentioned above, we are finding more in common and one thing was dancing. I’ve never really done any dancing but the idea of being able to dance properly with someone close appeals so much. So romantic and intimate. I can’t remember how we got into the subject but it seems we both vibe it a lot. My friend sent me the YouTube video of Ed Sheeran’s Thinking Out Loud. We both agreed that the dancing was beautiful and that it would be amazing to do it with someone one day.

So I’m in Costa once more. I just had to get out of the house. After the beautiful escapism of the last couple of days, the reality of my home life sucks. What I wouldn’t give to just pack up and sod off to somewhere and my own place. I’ve banged on about that lots here so I won’t rehash it yet again. The point is, the contrast sucks. Weekends are getting a bit depressing as a result now.

Strange that most of my happiest times now are at work. Especially for the above reasons. Despite the obvious stresses that any jobs entails, I feel in my comfort zone when there. The people, the work, and of course my special friend. I feel very lucky to have my job. Three pay rises in two years, tons of training that I could never get any other company to give me and the management seem to genuinely like and respect me, not only on a skilled employee level, but on a personal level too.

Again this is another post that was hanging around from three weeks ago.