Surprise Party
-at my friend's surprise birthday party-
My friend: Did you know your ex-girlfriend was going to be here?
Me: What?
-I look up-
a wave of shock drops through my body
all my insides are accelerating at different speeds
all my insides are accelerating at different speeds
my stomach is in my lung
The Lottery
-driving-
Me: In a way, arranged marriages make sense. Dating can be so hard and frustrating.
Him: Well, you are trying to find love....that is harder!
Me: ...ya I think we could both go get married tomorrow if we wanted to but I want to find the RIGHT person, not just any person
Him: Haha.... it is a lottery
Me: In a way, arranged marriages make sense. Dating can be so hard and frustrating.
Him: Well, you are trying to find love....that is harder!
Me: ...ya I think we could both go get married tomorrow if we wanted to but I want to find the RIGHT person, not just any person
Him: Haha.... it is a lottery
you are free
When I was a fruitarian I discovered something in myself.
I am not sure if it's the euphoric bliss of sugar-high or in fact because I was not eating meat products that are full of fear and sadness. (Or was it a sudden surge of maturity?!)
But either way, I discovered that if I truly loved the person I was with I would want them to leave or stay purely based on their happiness...open palms.
I loved my ex-girlfriend.
And when we broke up I was a disaster.
But now it's been a while and there is some distance....
I am having the same feeling:
I want her to be happy even if that means we aren't together.
That is what true love is.
So wherever she is, whatever she is doing, I sincerely hope she is happy.
She was one of the greatest people I ever dated.
She made me want to be a better person.
And she is free as a bird.
As we both always were.
Getcha Paint On
I have decided to do the noble thing.
And stop searching for romantic love.
And to instead take a writing class and also oil portrait painting class.
And I wouldn't be surprised if this in fact leads to me finding the right person- like that time I COULDNOTFINDMYGLASSESANYWHEREAGHHHHHHH and it turned out I was wearing them.
Sadly, a true story. Circa 1998.
I've been spending a considerate amount of time doing what one of my dear artist friends refers to as, "skirt chasing".
I am embarrassed to use that expression. But as I said, it's not mine. I am a simple borrower of diction(and often toothpaste).
It was pointed out to me today that I spend a lot of energy on this love thing and perhaps it's time I took a break so my rueful spirit can repair itself properly for once.
It's been like relationship-relationship-relationship-relationship for the past 4ish years.
Although don't be surprised if in like 4 days I am waxing eloquently about someone's luscious hair using various climatic metaphors.
At least I will be writing about it in my writing class with other humans haha or I will be painting their portrait while in a class surrounded by other humans.
I'm excited. Art class: here I come!
And stop searching for romantic love.
And to instead take a writing class and also oil portrait painting class.
And I wouldn't be surprised if this in fact leads to me finding the right person- like that time I COULDNOTFINDMYGLASSESANYWHEREAGHHHHHHH and it turned out I was wearing them.
Sadly, a true story. Circa 1998.
I've been spending a considerate amount of time doing what one of my dear artist friends refers to as, "skirt chasing".
I am embarrassed to use that expression. But as I said, it's not mine. I am a simple borrower of diction(and often toothpaste).
It was pointed out to me today that I spend a lot of energy on this love thing and perhaps it's time I took a break so my rueful spirit can repair itself properly for once.
It's been like relationship-relationship-relationship-relationship for the past 4ish years.
Although don't be surprised if in like 4 days I am waxing eloquently about someone's luscious hair using various climatic metaphors.
At least I will be writing about it in my writing class with other humans haha or I will be painting their portrait while in a class surrounded by other humans.
I'm excited. Art class: here I come!
Shake It Off
That feeling when your realize your ex has un-blocked you on Instagram because someone "liked" a cute photo of her on your page that you took when you were together. Like, "Oh, hey! It's so great that we can't have coffee together like civilized people but we can now openly spy on each other's lunch choices! High five!"
It's cool though.
I shook it off like Taylor Swift.
Rainbows And God
Hahaha actually God is punishing me for being gay...
The minute we broke up God gave half the lesbians on Earth the same glasses and haircut as my ex
Oh, you want to get over her?
Enjoy seeing her everywhere!
The minute we broke up God gave half the lesbians on Earth the same glasses and haircut as my ex
Oh, you want to get over her?
Enjoy seeing her everywhere!
