Just as I expected, he behaved kindly to me. And aloof.
Detached glances, courteousnes's smiles, monosyllabic answers.
I think I wouldn't be surprised, I'm just one of his subordinate, nothing more.
Eight months.
I don't know what to feel. Probably I should recover my wits, wake up and get out of this mad obsession.
I should think to my girlfriend, taking care of our relationship, cultivate our love.
I feel to love her. She's still my angel, my best friend, my sweet think.
Probably He's making the right think: as long as he offers me just formal cordiality I'm safe.
And I should thank him.

I'm going nervous.
Tomorrow I'll escort my boss and the account manager for a budget meeting.
I don't know how I will bare it.