A Snippet Of Sean’s Time

Wassup Listeners!

Here’s a little something for you. I had the pleasure of reconnecting with GC (you may remember him from this post) over tea. His real name is Sean, and I feel no problem using it now that that experience is water under the bridge.

I met him around 12:40pm at a place called Mocha’s and Java’s. It’s a nice little local coffee and tea spot in my college town. Anyway, we met up at that time, although we originally planned to meet up 10 minutes earlier. Eh, he was late because of a train so I mean, it happens.

Well, we grabbed our respective teas (I felt a good peppermint at the time and he got Earl Grey, a black tea) and sat down on the provided couches. What we discussed was not really all that exciting or important to be honest. However, I was nice enough to entertain the man since he’s not that bad of a guy. Plus, I was hoping that maybe I would be able to relate to him more if we talked one-on-one.

Well, we asked the usual questions: how are you classes going? Has it been hard? How do you feel about graduating? How’s life? What are you doing these days? Yada yada yada… I think we spent about an hour just chatting with each other. However, since it wasn’t about anything truly relevant or important, I can’t remember most of it.

What I do know is that in spending my time with Sean, I get conflicted. He’s a good person that I have a hard time relating to but who wants to relate with me. I don’t know how to address this situation, so I just entertain for the most part. But not to be too hard on myself and him, I do enjoy some things we talk about. But only some…

Honestly, I’m pretty sure he’s trying to connect with me because I never had anything against him. Obviously, he must have liked my company which is why he invited me to get tea during the afternoon between classes.

But, I think in the future I may visit him at his apartment and meet his dog, Daisy, and possibly say hi to Jason, his friend/roommate. But that’s for later in the future (possibly.) I think my snippet of Sean’s time was a healthy one. It was just enough and I wouldn’t mind doing it again, although, perhaps talking about something I care about maybe…

Around 1:40pm, Sean and I left. I needed to get to my 2pm class which was about 15 minutes away. Sean was nice enough to walk me over there, even though his 2pm class we would pass it by going to mine. Hey, he’s a nice guy so I suppose he’s got that going for him.

Let’s try this again sometime Sean… Maybe we’ll connect on a deeper level. Who knows?

OK. That’s all I got. Cheers guys!

Do you have acquaintances that you can’t seem to connect with in an intimate/deep way? What do you think of my predicament? Leave all your thoughts below!


Shh! as the steel door retract. 
The eyes begin to fall on you. 
All sound must cease, that is fact
And your silence is held by the few. 

Now as the box ascends upward
Stand in formation with others.
The wrapping of cables is heard
While personalities are under covers. 

Don’t watch. Don’t turn. Don’t look.
No good comes to those who peep;
For they are made temporary crooks. 
Only disdain is what they reap.

The box stops and the wall chimes. 
Someone exits and you try to breathe,
Try to compose yourself for the time
That you yourself prevent to receive. 

Now finally, after shaking
For only who knows how long,
You may finally exit the box raking
In the freedom that made you strong.