Another one about moving.
SO, I got asked to dinner tonight by a guy that I never met before, don't know his name...but was really cute. TOTALLY my type. Subculture, skull cap, dark rimmed glasses, kind of shy...witty... I could totally see him reading a book...which makes me want to have sex with him. Sigh...why is all of this amazing stuff happening now. Is this some kind of cosmic joke?
Hector told me he was thinking about moving to Florida. I thought he was kidding, not because I thought that he would try to hurt me, but because it feels like it would be such a good thing and nothing that good really happens. It is easier to tell him he is lying than to get excited and hope that he will actually live in Florida. I am such a jerk. I am sorry Hector.
Hector is obviously my gay soulmate.
I took Hector to see his friend Jeff the other night. Something really weird happened. He said some stupid little sarcastic remark- the kind we say to each other all of the time- about me leaving. It made me cry. Which I think made him cry. He told me that he loved me and that he felt close to me, like we grew up together. I couldn't talk because if I did I would have balled and I was trying so hard not to. But I felt completely the same. I got to take Hector to see the stars, real stars, not city stars. It was something that I wanted to do for a couple of weeks. I was so glad. Then he and Jeff got freaked out over a horse and we had to leave. The stars make everything feel so much more beautiful.
I am such a sap. Someone shoot me before this gets worse.
Hector told me he was thinking about moving to Florida. I thought he was kidding, not because I thought that he would try to hurt me, but because it feels like it would be such a good thing and nothing that good really happens. It is easier to tell him he is lying than to get excited and hope that he will actually live in Florida. I am such a jerk. I am sorry Hector.
Hector is obviously my gay soulmate.
I took Hector to see his friend Jeff the other night. Something really weird happened. He said some stupid little sarcastic remark- the kind we say to each other all of the time- about me leaving. It made me cry. Which I think made him cry. He told me that he loved me and that he felt close to me, like we grew up together. I couldn't talk because if I did I would have balled and I was trying so hard not to. But I felt completely the same. I got to take Hector to see the stars, real stars, not city stars. It was something that I wanted to do for a couple of weeks. I was so glad. Then he and Jeff got freaked out over a horse and we had to leave. The stars make everything feel so much more beautiful.
I am such a sap. Someone shoot me before this gets worse.