The day of not doing things

There were two things that I had in mind to do today, and, in the event, I did neither of them. The thing my day was built around almost happened - I decided I was going to look for 'the boy on the bus', and got within a mile, give or take, of where he presumably was at the time (mid afternoon, cutie time), but then realised that, firstly, I would be gutted if I didn't see him, but, even more, that it made no difference if I did see him, because there's no possibility of his ever being my friend, still less anything more. So I diverted to my local instead, a simple manoeuvre, given that the buses to each potential destination left from the same stop.
The second thing had been sloshing around in my head all day, after passing a certain organisation's local office on my first bus of the day. I'm deep in a hole at the moment, and I could really do with talking in a non-judgmental situation, but, in the end, I chickened out, as I have more than once in the past. Maybe their online option might work better. I'll investigate - or maybe I won't. Boys don't cry, after all.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B