Whatcha working on?
Ideas for paintings.
And how’s that coming?
Six pages so far.
Thank you, thank you, I am impressive. What have you been writing about these days?
Oh, the last dating relationship I had before you.
That Karen girl, from work?
No, there was one other one. Lisa.
And who was she?
She worked in… the medical field.
A nurse? A doctor?
A crash test dummy? A cadaver?
Something like that.
How come you’ve never mentioned her?
Because I met you and all other women were forgotten….
… until you started blogging.
Until I started blogging, yes.
So what are you saying about her?
That the relationship was hollow and meaningless.
Yeah, right. Seriously, I should do a series of paintings on my old boyfriends.
They were a bunch of weightlifters. What would you call it? “The Roids Not Taken”?
Okay, that was actually pretty funny. No, I would call it, “People I Dated Before I Was Taken Completely For Granted By Someone Who Claims To Love Me.”
Snappy name, that should bring in buyers. And I do not take you for granted.
Then why relive your glory days?
They weren’t glory days.
They were just days I had to go through.
I am a romantic, I always was.
You were what I was looking for,
You seriously were,
And you seriously are.
I can live with that.