It's guiltless, but it's not that good, either.
I had lunch with an old boyfriend today. You know it's over when you meet to eat at the same time, at the same table, and there isn't a whole lot of eye contact. We're friends. We're the cool kind of friends-- the kind who are professionally well-connected in town, so we can establish pretty much whatever favor the other may need, should that need arise.
We ate chicken strips and discussed his boat, bus and motorcycle, the weather and my publishing contract. We talked about our parents, and how they're all healthy, thank God. We touched on sheeple. We run in the same political mindset, so much so that we don't have to get worked up about it over lunch. We'll save those discussions for a non-public setting.
We arrived at the location without incident and said goodbye without drama. It was lunch without the intense interaction. It was nice. Like guiltfree, sugarfree candy.
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