Blue Moon
No yoga today. No yoga tomorrow. I'm taking a break til Monday. With any luck my hamstring will be much better and won't cause any problems.
Today I had lunch with a friend from long ago and far away. The Bard from the good ole NP days. I met up with him and his girlfriend, Sandie, at Chili's in Livermore. I've never been to Livermore so this was quite the excursion for me. Driving along Hwy 84 was so beautiful. The rolling hills were majestic and filled me with peace. I couldn't help but imagine them in their full green glory...simply breath taking! Once I hit Livermore proper, however, it was nothing but housing developments galore. Yuck!
I got to Chili's just before 1:00 and had about twenty or so minutes until my lunch companions arrived. I was a little anxious. I was really looking forward to seeing Greg after all these years (I do believe it's been eight since we last hung out with any sort of regularity). I wondered if we would have anything to talk about? What would his girlfriend be like? Would she like me? Would it be awkward? As it turned out, I had nothing to fear. Sandie was a real sweetheart. She seemed genuine and sincere. It appears that she and Greg compliment one another rather nicely.
We had fun reminiscing about "back in the day." So many memories. Some fond while others are better off left unearthed. It never occurred to me that Domadick Dominic may have had long term effects on not just me. mel_nic suggested this in passing a short while ago and talking with Greg today confirmed it. I may not be the only one to have taken away baggage from that train wreck.
It'll be ten years this February since I met Dom. And Greg, for that matter. And, as Greg so politely pointed out oh-so many years ago, he had met me first. Friday, February 11th at the Forum, I think, The Bard & I had our "blind" date. That Saturday night I went out with LadyBella & Diver then on Sunday I hooked up with Dom aka Grendel. (every now and then I google "Grendel" and come up with nothing...just as well, I guess. ) I've always thought that one day I would come face to face with him again. Considering he completely turned down my suggestion of talking (passed along to him via gaaneden) I figure the only way it will happen now will be by virtue of luck and luck alone. You know, I realize that the only way I will get closure will be through a whole load of personal development. I hate that I can draw straight lines from deep seated issues directly back to Dom. I gave him way too much power. And, by all accounts, he still has it. It well and truly rankles me that I can't discuss that time in my life in a healthly detached kind of way. I'm still far too connected to the broken, young girl who lost her innocence, trust & faith. (/maudlin)
When Matt got home tonight, I met him at the bottom of the stairs and he kissed me with power and grace. We shared the kind of kiss which reminds me of so many beautiful and wonderous things about him. I want to be more open to that power. I want to be less inhibited. I want to commune with the wild & crazy girl of my early twenties. I want to release all of the mistrust that I've picked up along the way.
Today I had lunch with a friend from long ago and far away. The Bard from the good ole NP days. I met up with him and his girlfriend, Sandie, at Chili's in Livermore. I've never been to Livermore so this was quite the excursion for me. Driving along Hwy 84 was so beautiful. The rolling hills were majestic and filled me with peace. I couldn't help but imagine them in their full green glory...simply breath taking! Once I hit Livermore proper, however, it was nothing but housing developments galore. Yuck!
I got to Chili's just before 1:00 and had about twenty or so minutes until my lunch companions arrived. I was a little anxious. I was really looking forward to seeing Greg after all these years (I do believe it's been eight since we last hung out with any sort of regularity). I wondered if we would have anything to talk about? What would his girlfriend be like? Would she like me? Would it be awkward? As it turned out, I had nothing to fear. Sandie was a real sweetheart. She seemed genuine and sincere. It appears that she and Greg compliment one another rather nicely.
We had fun reminiscing about "back in the day." So many memories. Some fond while others are better off left unearthed. It never occurred to me that Domadick Dominic may have had long term effects on not just me. mel_nic suggested this in passing a short while ago and talking with Greg today confirmed it. I may not be the only one to have taken away baggage from that train wreck.
It'll be ten years this February since I met Dom. And Greg, for that matter. And, as Greg so politely pointed out oh-so many years ago, he had met me first. Friday, February 11th at the Forum, I think, The Bard & I had our "blind" date. That Saturday night I went out with LadyBella & Diver then on Sunday I hooked up with Dom aka Grendel. (every now and then I google "Grendel" and come up with nothing...just as well, I guess. ) I've always thought that one day I would come face to face with him again. Considering he completely turned down my suggestion of talking (passed along to him via gaaneden) I figure the only way it will happen now will be by virtue of luck and luck alone. You know, I realize that the only way I will get closure will be through a whole load of personal development. I hate that I can draw straight lines from deep seated issues directly back to Dom. I gave him way too much power. And, by all accounts, he still has it. It well and truly rankles me that I can't discuss that time in my life in a healthly detached kind of way. I'm still far too connected to the broken, young girl who lost her innocence, trust & faith. (/maudlin)
When Matt got home tonight, I met him at the bottom of the stairs and he kissed me with power and grace. We shared the kind of kiss which reminds me of so many beautiful and wonderous things about him. I want to be more open to that power. I want to be less inhibited. I want to commune with the wild & crazy girl of my early twenties. I want to release all of the mistrust that I've picked up along the way.