He texted back immediately, and I thought so maybe it's not over. And then in the 30 minutes since then I have managed to convince myself that it really is over. Because, obviously, a 30 minute wait between texts = doom.
This is, apparently, my MO. I predict doom.
I wish it wasn't. It's kind of tiring, really. All this doom. Or rather, the back-and-forth between maybe-he-wills and no-he-won'ts is tiring. I wish I could stop.
Except I don't think I'm being entirely unreasonable. Thinking that THIRTY MINUTES WAIT = HE WILL NEVER CALL AGAIN is silly. But the only reason I think that is because the underlying trust isn't there. And I'm not sure that's unreasonable. I think that my odds are slim. I think that existing trends do not support the hypothesis that things with Alex will work out.
And trust? Trust is just another kind of faith. I don't have any of that kind, either.