That’s how all of us operate.
I sense what he thinks about the world - a great place full of bothersome people. He has few old best friends, and he can be very social, yet selective, and not more frequently than once a week. The other days he spends working, reading and being physically active in solitude.
The invitation for today’s visit didn’t end up as easy and straight-forward as it first seemed.
Flooding on the coast had him warn me last night that today might not be happening.
I began making my own adjustments…. so when I got a text later this morning confirming open roads, I was half way through convincing myself that the trip wouldn’t be happening, and perhaps it was best to stay in Brisbane and do some work.
Then I concluded that if I turned up in the evening to cook for him a decent vegan meal (as planned), it would still be alright.
But I must be too boring for this 65 year old chap.
So he chose to party.
It could be all there is, but also… No.
I understand this man. He just doesn’t want to wait until his newly vegetarian friend finally arrives, cooks some rabbit food and won’t even have a drink of red wine!
That’s Tom. You’re welcome to his mind.