What The…?
So, gentle reader, I have been spending time with a lovely man. And I assured myself that, ha ha! I knew exactly what this was about, nothing more. I was confident I would keep my distance, metaphorically speaking.
Maybe I’m enjoying myself too much.
Poop…
Maybe he’s the reason for my lack of concentration issue lately.
I need to refocus. But I don’t know how here in NC. If I was in LA it would be an easy trip to the Sierras, Hollywood or to a museum. Here…I have nothing that helps me mitigate the distress.
Harummph. What shall I do?
Don’t worry, I don’t have hearts coming out of my head. I simply think about him more than I planned and more than I should. It’s caught me offguard.
It merely demonstrates the level of my loneliness here in NC, and how well he fills that void. Very well, indeed.
Besides, it’s a short-term thing, remember? Don’t panic, gentle reader! He will be gone soon and so will I - each to our different worlds. Vastly different worlds.
I guess the point of this post is to confess that as much as I wanted to believe myself able to contain my emotional attachments, I have succumbed to a smidgen of it. Just a smidgen.
No worries.
It’s all good.
Yes, it’s shocking…I’m human after all.







