It was a warm summer day, too warm I think. I gazed on my easel thinking to start painting. The needs to start painting my emotion out, just because a simple short text message. Well, I took the 5 love language, I score 8 on physical touch and words of affirmation. So the fact that out of the blue Callum sends me a text made me so happy and all of sudden I see a canvas with mixture of red colors, from pink, to dark maroon red. It's weird on how a simple text, telling me that he got promoted to a new position at work and a simple how's life means a million to me.
"Hi, I got promoted. How's life?"
"Congratulations! It's been a while. I'm good."
"Still in DC?"
"Yeah, come visit sometime"
"I don't know what's my schedule looks like next month. I'll plan something"
I kept reading those texts over and over and over and over again. I finished painting the background, it basically red, red, dark green and orange. I guess that's what represents my emotions right now. I reached my phone and decided to call my friend Chase asking for his opinion.
"So dude texted me out of the blue saying he got promoted. I asked him to visit me and he texted back "not sure what's my schedule is. I'll make a plan" something like that. What do you think?"
"What do you mean what do i think?"
" I mean, do you think he'll come?"
"Maybe?, shit how do i know. Just text dude man and ask again"
"Well, he hasn't texted me again after that". I think I heard myself sounds desperate.
"Who is this dude?" Chase asks with the sounds of either crackers or chips that he is eating while talking to me.
"You don't know him, I mean I met him while I was taking a French course in Paris then we sometimes still text each other."
"You mean like 4 years ago?"
"Yeah,,, i mean we talked like you know said happy holidays or birthdays"
"Hhhmmm"
"Come on Chase stop hmm me!"
"Sorry, I'm not a good advisor. Me and Kyle just broke up"
"Already?!, thought you guys are just being official like last week"
"Yep, he just being weird and like not responding so I'm not wasting my time"
"I wish my dating life anywhere close to yours Chase" I sighed and closed my eyes imagining colors but I couldn't see any. My canvas is blank.
"I'm still hungry, talk to you soon. Go text dude man. Worst thing that could happen is he won't come. Bye now!"
I spend like 20 minutes looking at my phone deciding should I call or should I texted Callum, and of course I decided to just forget about it and back to my painting again.
Three hours later,, here I am still staring at my phone waiting for Callum to text me. Gosh, why did he have to text me out of the blue? I mean it wouldn't make me thing too much if he hasn't. Or maybe it is just me being overly dramatic.I finished up my painting. Added few more colors to it, I thought to myself "no this hasn't done yet" i like to keep added layer and layer of colors into my painting, until I satisfied. Until I feel that the painting is somewhat close to the one I have in mind of a color. I mean when I paint I feel that I hear voices telling me add blue add red and gold give some more layers etc. I was gone in my deep thought then I heard my phone buzz.
It's Callum!
"How's going? It's cold here in NY. I just made myself an omelette" he sent me a picture of a somewhat perfectly cooked omelette on like a dark blue plate.
I quickly type "Ha! Showing me your omelette making skill huh??"
"It's delicious"
"I'm sure it is."
What else I should say, I can't keep texting. I don't know what else to say???That was it. I spend couple of days hung out with different guys, anyone who basically talk to me or like casually ask me out when I'm at work. I plan on getting my artworks exhibit at the coffee shop that I work. I talked to Sam about it, surprisingly she was nice about it. She said she would love to help me getting my artworks known locally (hopefully she was being honest, I mean when she is nice she is actually sweet).
"Callum, I'm having my artworks exhibit"
"Cool, any pics? Would love to see some of your artworks."
Then I send him couple
"I like the yellow, red one it's like flower or some sort"
"Helen flowers"Chase comes by my house. "Vic, are you off the next couple of days?"
"Not really I'm working morning shift tomorrow and mid shift the next day. Why? Whats up?"
"I need friend to go with me, there is this dude name Miguel that I met at the club and we kind of you know ,,"
"When is this happening? Hold on is he the hot computer scientist or designer or something you told me about the one that you ..." i smile
"Yep"
"Well, I mean I could called out I mean I'm gonna tell Sam I have family emergency I mean it's true. You're like a family to me and visiting a future permanent hook up is kind of emergency" I smile at Chase
"Alright, call then. And get ready, I'm going home and pack, are you good if we you know take turn driving my car?"
"Absofuckinglutely my love"
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RomanceLove that's not madness it isn't love -Pedro Calderon de La Barca