We could go see a movie: innocuous night spent hand-holding in a darkened theater with a post movie make-out session.
You could come over and watch a movie: let’s roll around, sweaty and naked, in my bed!
I’m seeing him again on Wednesday. He gave me these choices. It’s been a very long time since I’ve “come over to watch a movie” – a very, very long time. I really need to come over and watch a movie – in fact, I need to watch a dozen or so movies. I think that’s why I haven’t been sleeping well. If I mess this up, I may not get a chance to come over and watch a movie again for a while, but yet I hesitate.
I agreed to go see a movie – not to come over, yet. My body says “YES! Right now!” but my mind wants to wait. I’m concerned that I’m postponing for unrealistic reasons, waiting for a certain someone to come around – who never will.
p.s. when TG asked me what I did this weekend, I told him the truth – I went on a date. Suppressing what looked like surprise, he didn’t ask questions. It probably hurt me more than it did him, but he looked like I had just punched him in the gut.