Disappointment

I’m so disappointed that I didn’t see the guy from the bus stop again (who from now on I will call the bus guy). I knew I wouldn’t see him but I still hoped that I might’ve. I’m more upset about it than I should be.

I have to remind myself that I don’t really know him. For all I know he could be (in April’s words) “a complete jerk, who smokes, drinks and deals drugs in his spare time (when he’s not telling everyone how much he hates kids)”. God, I really hope so. Then at least I’m being saved future pain.