Posted December 18th, 2003 by Michelle

I had a rare moment of insight tonight after watching “Something’s Gotta Give” with a friend. I realized that watching a movie with him was exactly like sleeping next to him- it is little different than being by myself. He is a good guy, a smart guy, and there are reasons why we had some semblance of a relationship for many months last year, but ultimately I realize that I was just filling time. Why would I choose to spend time with a man who, over the course of three or four hours, asked me a total of two questions? He is one of those who will talk at you, all night, without engaging you once. Fortunately some of that talk is brilliant, but some is also banal and I’m just tired of it. I’ve had moments when I thought maybe, maybe someday we could figure this out and make something of our relationship. Now I see, clearly, that he will always be a friend, even a good friend. But the man I wait for is something altogether different.

My good friend Kellie took me to lunch at Union Square Cafe, the unnamed restaurant that filled three years of my life. I feel that now I can safely say where I worked, particularly since it is better than ever. Lunch was terrific, and so was seeing a lot of friends. Kellie and I also Christmas shopped in the booths on Union Square, and I was almost successful in not buying myself anything. Every year I forget that those little booths spring magically from the pavement. Every year I’m surprised at what great stuff appears in each colorful stall. Every year I wish I had about a thousand bucks to spend on myself, and another grand for each person in my family.

I gotta start going to bed earlier.