I've found that I've picked up a really awful habit...I'm freakishly happy at church. Big smile, everything everyone says is hysterical, bright eyes, cheerful laughter, breezy gestures! It's ridiculous!
Because it's all a fairly transparent act. See, I happen to know that I'm being watched. And I want to be sure that anytime he get's a glimpse of me, I appear to be deliriously happy! And I'm not necessarily unhappy, but church is not causing me to live in euphoria...pride is. I want him to regret his distance and crave to be near me and somewhere in my sub-conscious, I decided that this was the right tactic.
I need a new hobby, don't you agree?