He approached me and asked me if I wanted to go.
I had books to read, TV to watch, and work to do.
I told him, “no”, thought about it a bit, then said, “yes”. It had been ages since I last went out with him.
I realised that even though I didn’t really want to go, as a friend I had go out with him once in a while.
In a friendship, sometimes sacrifices have to be made.
And besides, I felt this was a friendship worth keeping. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have cared two hoots about whether or not I said “no” one too many times.
I love to read and write. Professionally, data science, technology, and sales ops are my thing. In my non-professional life, I aspire quite simply to be a good person, and encourage others to do the same. For those who care, I test as INFJ in the MBTI.