It is so odd how there are so many things that just roll off me, and then something very small and meaningless hits me in a sharp way.
Does it matter? No.
Does it have any real bearing on my life? No.
Does it make me think it is part of a pattern of interactions I keep experiencing? Yes.
Why does it matter with this specific person? I don't know. That's what I have to look at. The circumstance, I guess. Words spoken. I actually believed it. And I wanted a friend.
People always change their minds. They say one thing, nothing happens (that I am aware of), and then their minds just change.