Just the other day, my colleague, recently back from a long vacation, paused by my desk and told me that not only had he met someone, but that he also missed that someone. I didn't ask him to elaborate too much as I gathered he had gone on vacation with that someone and responded, "Oh, that's good. Wait. Could be bad. Which one did you want it to be?"
In his case, it turned out to be a good thing. I guess that, for him and also for me, it's a little unexpected when you realise that you're missing someone you're not seriously going out with. It's definitely a strong signal as to the effect that person's having on you, whether you're aware of it or not.
What I didn't say to him was that I had unexpectedly found myself missing someone too, and that that someone was actually pretty nearby. In my case, it's a bad thing. I do not want to be missing anyone, and most definitely not this person... not because there's anything fundamentally wrong with him, but because, aside from the age issues, I'm not really prepared to get into anything serious, which this person might well turn out to be.
And while there are others who'd urge me to give him a chance in spite of my resolute belief that there is a fundamental age gap, let's just say - without getting into too much elaboration - that I cannot afford to and that even if I could, there's a high chance I'd end up feeling disappointed and let down.
Who would have thought meeting people in a large place like London given the diversity of my interests would be so difficult? I definitely need to meet more people in order to keep my mind off this person!
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