Carl passed me walking down the street today. He nodded without breaking his stride or even making eye contact. I don’t know how he does that.
It was on the route between the Boston Market where he works and his apartment, so I figure he had left work for the day and was headed home.
It would’ve been nice if he’d stopped for a minute to chat, but he didn’t. Oh, well… maybe he was in a hurry for some reason.
Besides which, I was singing out loud at the time and maybe he noticed and didn’t want to interrupt… heh.
It doesn’t matter. I’m grateful for any attention I get from him. He will be mine!