Comparisons are rarely kind.
Sitting in A’s house, enjoying the company, the music, the hard spritzer. Excited to be among people and have real conversations. Sublime comes on and I cringe and look at B to see if he notices. He doesn’t appear to be on fire so I guess he hasn’t realized. Not even twenty minutes later, he says “I like your playlist, A” and I’ve been slightly annoyed by it ever since. Not because he likes her music. No, I’m annoyed because it’s all music I have and listen to and I NEVER make him listen to Sublime but I’ll never get that compliment. I smile but my tone feels bitter when I say “huh, you must’ve missed Sublime in there then?” He agrees he didn’t notice. I’m miffed but am not sure why exactly. Maybe because I try to pick the best songs that I hope he doesn’t hate? Maybe because I put so much thought into it and it’ll never be recognized? He doesn’t even know how I obsess over music and not being annoying to him since I’m here all the time. How I turned off Crime Junkie ...