At first it was exciting. I would wait and watch and I
would feel my temperature rise and my heart beat faster. Just a simple poke,
pushing the right buttons, it was the perfect way to spend time at work.
However, things have changed. I am not the same person I was
last week-or-so ago. Now when I
see that I have a notification I know it is just a meaningless poke. Not even a comment or anything. The worst part is it doesn’t even mean anything. It isn’t like we poke each other to say hey lets IM or text me or check
out the latest status update—which I think was the true intention of the poke
to begin with—now all we do is randomly poke each other.
I am sorry it had to come to this. I want out. I
don’t want to poke any more, ever again, forever, as long as I live. Unless we can get some order to the
routine we have. This blog is not meant to offend anyone. All right? I am not out to hurt your
feelings. I am just trying to keep it real. I am not going to sit back and pretend to be someone I’m
not. I simply can’t do it. So the poking, it ends now. It was fun while it lasted, but I think
it is time for us to both move on and grow up.
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