Jason’s Pointless Blog

Kristen, we worked together at K-Mart #3737 from 2003 to 2004. I’m sorry I pushed you away three years ago. I was caught in my own little introverted world. I didn’t know what I wanted and I didn’t realize what I was losing. Now you’ve moved away and I can never get you back. Not only that, but you will probably never read this. I don’t even know your last name.

I still have those notes you left for me at work. And the paper plane we made together. Remember “The Chronicles of Riddick”? Remember how they accidentally played “Garfield” instead? Remember the library? Remember sitting with me making me watch “The Nightmare Before Christmas”? If I could have that time back I would do it differently. I would do it all so much better… (Cue The Bravery.)

It wasn’t that I wasn’t interested. It’s that I was “comfortable” where I was. And you were trying to change me. Back then I wanted to be alone. I wasn’t ready for the real world. Now I wish I had let you change me. In a way you did. You helped crack my shell so to speak.

I wish I had kept in touch with you. I wish I had gotten a forwarding address, a phone number, something to keep you from becoming a fading memory.