My Dear Shy - Rick's Lament

A week and two days after the remembrance of my dear Shy...

I cannot believe how incredibly shitty yesterday was.  The odds of a terrible weather, combined with a dash of traffic spelt out a recipe for a horrible starter for a date.  Somehow, out of every empty day it has been for the past week, yesterday just had to be one of the busiest days we ever came across.  Even the streets were overcrowded with bums, businessmen and other people that weren't worth the time describing.  Yes, I considered the homeless people were worth noting and not the nameless.

I think Tina also thought it was the worst; she drove over to my house to pick me up, got stuck on a busy traffic so long enough that we got to the fancy restaurant -- which she generously reserved a spot for the two of us -- later than her estimated time.  And to add salt to the wound, since we arrived there at such a late time than they were told we'd be, they decided to remove the reservation and open the slot!

Couldn't imagine how embarrassing it was for her, knowing she was the person who had planned everything ahead.  But this was nothing what she was prepared for.

What was I supposed to do?  Go to the restaurant and threaten the host to put the reservations back?  Much as I want to, it probably wouldn't do anything to get our reservation back.  It might, at the very least, cause me to lose my job if I so as much as dent my reputation.  I mean sure, Tina had all this thought through and I'm sure it would've meant the world to her if I helped.  But... my job matters more than anyone's life, and I won't let my rash actions be the purpose of losing it.  Not to mention how I am so close from getting that promotion.  If I get that promotion, my life will be set.  If I lose it, all the years working my way up top will be all for naught.

To make it up to her... I made an opening for next week on my schedule.  Tina may have not been pleased with what had happened, but I managed to brighten up her mood by saying that.

Prior to the date, I very much predicted that I would dream my dear Shy that night...

The dream was absolutely heart-breaking...  It painfully pricked the very core of my soul, seeing it was a scene where me and Fluttershy were lying under the thick canopy of the closest maple tree, staring and naming the clouds our eyes could spot.  Even in my sleep, I felt a single shed of a mourning tear leaking out of the corner of my eyes....