While sincerely trying not to sound like a leering old man ..... Every summer there seems to be one person at work who causes me to wish that I was eighteen years old again. Someone who over time, I manage to make a small connection with while realizing that I need to keep some distance from and even intentionally trying to discourage any interest. Someone who if I was much closer to in age, attitudes and interests, maybe something could happen. But you have these moments where for just a few seconds all those barriers disappear. Then before you know it you're jolted back to reality by facts and the voices inside your head ..... and anyway it's soon time to rotate shifts or the person quits to go back to school and they tell you goodbye and that they enjoyed working for you and suddenly that daily connection is lost. And it's all a little bittersweet.
But your still there remembering how it felt to feel young again .... if only for a moment or two.
And sometimes I wonder if the person has issues in her relationship with her father and if I'm providing some stability, understanding and kindness that possibly is lacking in her world .... Not in any way assuming but just something I occasionally wonder about. I do try to be the same person every day and I do try to show that I'm fair and that I care.
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