The other day, you were lying awake at night regretting all the times you weren't as generous to him as you should have been. Of course, over the decades there were several major incidents that turned out to be blessings in disguise. They're less of a big deal than you really thought, and it feels so trivial that makes you cringe. You had a habit of asking for anyone to agree to your request, and you used to ring at precisely the worst time of day when he was frantic. It was against his instinct. Unsurprisingly, he gave you terse and monosyllabic answers. Simply, he snaps at you and you end up being disappointed in yourself who's motivated by immediate instinct. That way, you let it set a negative tone that colored your realtionship for a disporportionately long time. Now you wish you could turn the clock back. And you won't hold off from speaking your mind. Maybe you're being pressed for time. Out of another spontaneity, you picked up the phone and said your offer to spend time together. It made a big difference when you toned down the forthrightness. It's surprising that you gave him some time to consider it. Soon you felt better at the thought of racing against time to pick him up from the station the next Saturday.
