Smooth like butter.
MAN!
Life's been crazy, but things sailed smoothly. I'm in an excellent mood as of now. Megan and I are on far better terms now that we've said what was needed to be said. We may not see eye to eye all the time, but there seems to be an unspoken understanding of the other's point of view. Each person does what they need to do in order to achieve what they want. While nobody's perfect and mistakes will always be made, we'll support eachother. Maybe not their decisions, but we'll support them. This leaves me feeling like I'm being judged on everything I do, not just the decisions that could be interpreted as negative, such as my notariety for loving women.
Also, I've been somewhat seeing somebody after the breakup with Jessica, so I bit the bullet, hung out with her and told her. She took it better than most (I don't think she's human...), and so I had a cavalcade of exes go with me to the bar later on friday.
Jeez... I had 4 hours of sleep, worked 8.5 hours (which is no cakewalk), swam with Megan (I love swimming when I can do it) for about an hour and a half, then shot some hoops, played tether ball, then climbed on playground equipment twice. Then I biked about 5 or 6 miles with Jess! Then the bar where I drank far too much, but didn't get obnoxious or wake up with a hangover. It's a miracle.
But the lesson I learned is that no matter how hard I try, I cannot avoid potentially hurting people. As long as I seek to make me happy, it will effect somebody. And sometimes, it's simply based upon jealousy. The best I can do is to be forward and straight with people and choose my friends wisely, so that they are already pretty stable and decent as it is.
It's times like these that help to ground me, to make me appreciate the quality of friends I have. Even if some of my closest friends are exes, it's okay. It lets me know that I've been meeting people of better and better caliber, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. I know I'll never blaze through life without knocking some people around, but it's okay. I have to live, I have to learn. Shit, even if my relationships continue to only last 2 or 3 months, that's okay. While I have no opposition to settling down, simply being in good relationships with equally good people continually is also a fantastic experience. It doesn't bother me to consider that I may have to be with 10, 20, 30, 40 women to find one that simply blows me away. I believe in love, in magic, in being swept up in the emotions. I want that, but with the right person. I'm willing to do what it takes, I'm willing to work for it (many of you know that I do). Less of a conquest now and simply more of a quest.
I like that.
~Tim
Life's been crazy, but things sailed smoothly. I'm in an excellent mood as of now. Megan and I are on far better terms now that we've said what was needed to be said. We may not see eye to eye all the time, but there seems to be an unspoken understanding of the other's point of view. Each person does what they need to do in order to achieve what they want. While nobody's perfect and mistakes will always be made, we'll support eachother. Maybe not their decisions, but we'll support them. This leaves me feeling like I'm being judged on everything I do, not just the decisions that could be interpreted as negative, such as my notariety for loving women.
Also, I've been somewhat seeing somebody after the breakup with Jessica, so I bit the bullet, hung out with her and told her. She took it better than most (I don't think she's human...), and so I had a cavalcade of exes go with me to the bar later on friday.
Jeez... I had 4 hours of sleep, worked 8.5 hours (which is no cakewalk), swam with Megan (I love swimming when I can do it) for about an hour and a half, then shot some hoops, played tether ball, then climbed on playground equipment twice. Then I biked about 5 or 6 miles with Jess! Then the bar where I drank far too much, but didn't get obnoxious or wake up with a hangover. It's a miracle.
But the lesson I learned is that no matter how hard I try, I cannot avoid potentially hurting people. As long as I seek to make me happy, it will effect somebody. And sometimes, it's simply based upon jealousy. The best I can do is to be forward and straight with people and choose my friends wisely, so that they are already pretty stable and decent as it is.
It's times like these that help to ground me, to make me appreciate the quality of friends I have. Even if some of my closest friends are exes, it's okay. It lets me know that I've been meeting people of better and better caliber, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. I know I'll never blaze through life without knocking some people around, but it's okay. I have to live, I have to learn. Shit, even if my relationships continue to only last 2 or 3 months, that's okay. While I have no opposition to settling down, simply being in good relationships with equally good people continually is also a fantastic experience. It doesn't bother me to consider that I may have to be with 10, 20, 30, 40 women to find one that simply blows me away. I believe in love, in magic, in being swept up in the emotions. I want that, but with the right person. I'm willing to do what it takes, I'm willing to work for it (many of you know that I do). Less of a conquest now and simply more of a quest.
I like that.
~Tim