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A Christmas Sweater in the First Week of November

12/2/2015

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He wore a Christmas sweater
in the first week of November -
I can vividly remember the first glimpse
and then the gaze and finally the confirmation
as he strode away that indeed it was a Christmas sweater in the first week of November.

It was hot.
The weather, I mean - it wasn't all that cold out. 
I'd glanced at the others thinking it was a theme
or a party or a running gag, but nope.
He alone wore a Christmas sweater in the first week of November.

It wasn't bad looking.
The sweater, I mean - no glitter or gaudiness.
Dark blue and very nicely fitting, with snowflakes and other such holiday and winter motifs.
Of course he kept walking past me on imaginary errands instead of standing still and letting me stare.

It was cute.
He was cute, I mean - maybe even adorable.
Of course I couldn't say that to him and it probably wasn't what he was going for but before I left he walked in and I had to say something.
I told him it was festive but I hesitated and I'm sure he felt mocked.

It was a mistake.
Going for "festive," I mean - in lieu of "cute."
It's said curiosity kills the cat but folks forget that hesitation damns the mouse. 
If I'd said "cute" and he'd understood (or not) a truth'd been born and that'd be that.
But this hesitation on form and nicety and the fact that I'm more nervous than I sound and he's more nervous than he shows got us to a room with a damn cute boy and the best I could come up with was "festive."

Believe me, a Christmas sweater in the first week of November isn't really all that festive.
Samuel Tillman
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Emanuel link
12/2/2015 10:56:39 pm

I get this. Sometimes we have something to say, but we second guess ourselves, as though what we have to say is not good enough - so we instead opt for something "safer" and then we realize, oh no, what a fool I am to say not what I want to say but rather what is safe, what has been said before. So, do not fret Mr. Tillman, stay true to your heart and say what comes from it.

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Emanuel link
12/2/2015 10:58:50 pm

"hesitation damns the mouse." great line. I'll have to remember that one next time I debate hesitating.

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