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I scared water boy

I don't really have much to say, but, out of all of the moments of my day, this is the one that really stuck with me:

Yesterday, I checked my email when I was at Quiet Storm and I got an email that upset me. I logged off and sat down to write, which is when I wrote "I wish Chris would show up," and then, instantly, he did. Anyway, he came and sat with me, or maybe I went and sat with him - I forget. But, like I said, I was upset, and I started crying, and, by his own admission, he was kinda stoned.

Fast forward to this afternoon. I was back at Quiet Storm to drop off some ferns for Jonas (long story). Chris was there, and I went over to say howdy. We got to talking about yesterday, and he said that I scared him. That I was so sad yesterday, it actually scared him.

We talked some - mostly about this idea of mine about not holding stuff in, about letting myself feel stuff so I can work through it and get past it and all that jazz - but still ... I guess it's just really staying with me that I scared Chris ...


Nov. 15th, 2003 05:22 am (UTC)
It can be easy to be overwhelmed when one is stoned. So don't be too worried that you scared Chris. Stoned people have been known to be scared by the eternal emptiness at the bottom of a bag of Cheetos.

That said, what about your sadness scared him? It sounds like maybe his being scared had more to do with him than with you.

It's good to let yourself feel things.
Nov. 15th, 2003 07:12 am (UTC)
I actually did pose the idea to him that perhaps it was the weed talking. He said no, that he wasn't really that stoned when he saw me on Thursday; still, he was obviously stoned enough to tell me he was stoned, so there you go.

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