Freedom
I've moved. I've moved out. I am a single, free man again.
Todd and I moved into what the cabbie place-name finder eventually designated as the "Year of Hell" on August 1. We broke up August 21. I have been in a dark, dark place since then. Winter was pretty rough.
Around April 1, things broke badly and I was pretty much compelled to leave. Within a week, I had found this place -- which the cabbies are calling Scott's Leaning Treehouse. It's the second floor flat of a little house in the same east-side neighborhood. You can put a marble in the kitchen and it will roll toward the lower elevations in the house. The highest peak in my apartment is somewhere just outside my bedroom. I guess, in keeping with the local tradition, I will call it Scott Mound : p
The hard part is that I had worked pretty hard over the last four months to try to split company as friends. It is deeply hurtful to me that now that probably won't happen. I guess what I believe about love is that it never goes away. I will always love the man; but I can't be with him--and for now I've had to walk far away.
R. I. P.
Todd and Scott
met November 25, 2007
split August 1, 2009
moved away April 12, 2010
I still hope we can be friends some day.
* * *
Meanwhile, I have actually begun to think about summer.
I have taken a leave beginning July 5, ending July 26. Taking time off then gets me a little extra paid time off from the cabbies. I am still hoping to get to Portland to see Terry. I really need to get the hell out of the Midwest for a while. I think I would ride my bike to Columbus and hop the train to Portland.
Tracey, her brother Jim and I have made plans to bike to LaCrosse on the Elroy-Sparta state trail. I think I am going to try to make Milwaukee and Chicago Gay Pride, by bicycle of course. I'd like to do the Madison to Milwaukee to Chicago to Madison loop - - with the possibility of throwing my bike on the regional train from Chicago to around the state line on the way back to Madison. That would make Madison-Chicago a day trip!
I guess my real goal this summer is to get back to my level of fitness a few years ago--before I met Todd, and to re-center myself. Ohm mani pad mi ohm? Every day and in every way I am getting better and better? Er, uh, something.
* * *
And, meanwhile, even closer to home I have to go to a board meeting this afternoon. I am contemplating whether or not to run for another term, as my three-year term ends in September. I wouldn't mind pursuing other opportunities--but the co-op seems poised to leap forward in about six different ways right now. I hate to leave in the middle of the act.
/s/
Todd and I moved into what the cabbie place-name finder eventually designated as the "Year of Hell" on August 1. We broke up August 21. I have been in a dark, dark place since then. Winter was pretty rough.
Around April 1, things broke badly and I was pretty much compelled to leave. Within a week, I had found this place -- which the cabbies are calling Scott's Leaning Treehouse. It's the second floor flat of a little house in the same east-side neighborhood. You can put a marble in the kitchen and it will roll toward the lower elevations in the house. The highest peak in my apartment is somewhere just outside my bedroom. I guess, in keeping with the local tradition, I will call it Scott Mound : p
The hard part is that I had worked pretty hard over the last four months to try to split company as friends. It is deeply hurtful to me that now that probably won't happen. I guess what I believe about love is that it never goes away. I will always love the man; but I can't be with him--and for now I've had to walk far away.
R. I. P.
Todd and Scott
met November 25, 2007
split August 1, 2009
moved away April 12, 2010
I still hope we can be friends some day.
* * *
Meanwhile, I have actually begun to think about summer.
I have taken a leave beginning July 5, ending July 26. Taking time off then gets me a little extra paid time off from the cabbies. I am still hoping to get to Portland to see Terry. I really need to get the hell out of the Midwest for a while. I think I would ride my bike to Columbus and hop the train to Portland.
Tracey, her brother Jim and I have made plans to bike to LaCrosse on the Elroy-Sparta state trail. I think I am going to try to make Milwaukee and Chicago Gay Pride, by bicycle of course. I'd like to do the Madison to Milwaukee to Chicago to Madison loop - - with the possibility of throwing my bike on the regional train from Chicago to around the state line on the way back to Madison. That would make Madison-Chicago a day trip!
I guess my real goal this summer is to get back to my level of fitness a few years ago--before I met Todd, and to re-center myself. Ohm mani pad mi ohm? Every day and in every way I am getting better and better? Er, uh, something.
* * *
And, meanwhile, even closer to home I have to go to a board meeting this afternoon. I am contemplating whether or not to run for another term, as my three-year term ends in September. I wouldn't mind pursuing other opportunities--but the co-op seems poised to leap forward in about six different ways right now. I hate to leave in the middle of the act.
/s/