Speed date

It’s ‘Five minute Friday’ time! It’s inspired by Lisa-Jo over at The Gypsy Mama.  The idea is that you write for five minutes flat on a topic, without worrying about whether it’s right or not.  It’s kinda fun!  Check out others’ interesting 5-minute posts on the topic by clicking on the button below.

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I was snippy and abrupt.  He was banging the washing basket frustratedly and sighing.

The sun was shining and I was waiting, lying on a lounger.

 
“I thought you were going to spend an hour with me now, as I haven’t really seen you all week. I was waiting.”

“I had to send an email – I told you. And now I have to do the washing.”
 

We paused, sighed; started again.

We sat, facing each other on loungers in the garden. Because we didn’t have long, we used a stopwatch. (We are both scheduley people). The rules were: he had 10 minutes to talk and I would listen, then we’d swap.

He talked for 6 minutes. I listened. He stopped talking. I advised. He pointed out that I had advised instead of listening. I apologised (so much for the counselling training!) I waited.

 
Much of the remaining 4 minutes was silent. We slowed down. We watched birds flapping in the trees.

I spoke – just for 10 minutes. I poured out a bubbling stream of questions and insecurities and wonderings and explorings and he stayed with me and negotiated the misty bits of my subconsciousness as I thought about friendships and time and writing.

 
I felt loved.

STOP