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  • I met him 1 week ago.

    He was awesome. We talked a lot, we shared some thoughts about our lives about our works our passions. We live in the same town which is great ! Like me he travels a lot, he’s full of crazy dreams ! Like me he’s a rock climbing addict. Crazy, huh ? We planned to go climbing together. He told me he'll give me some advice... I couldn't wait !
    In his words I could hear hope, in his eyes I could see my future, in his story I could remember mine.

    It was on Saturday, I felt so happy and light that day.

    Sunday : absolutely to soon to give him a call.
    Monday : Is still to soon ? Did he feel the same as me ?
    Tuesday : He also can give me this fucking call after all !
    Wednesday : well, I’ve already something planned… Erin and Dean might come to visit me, don’t know when though…too complicated if I had to plan something now.
    Thursday : Oh ... he told me he wasn’t in town on Thursday. I should wait…
    Friday : No comment, I'm drunk in a bar with Julie and Dean...
    Saturday : Tired and definitely too late !
    Sunday : Well...I should have called him before.

    What would have happened if I had give him a call ?
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