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The past few months of my life have been interesting. I can't help but remember the age-old idiom: the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Time has moved forward, as it generally does, and I have grown in many ways. I had a relationship that last five months and, in the end, wasn't what I wanted but I definitely needed to experience it. Everything is a learning adventure. I'm not looking for the person I want to spend my life with, but if I find him then I'm not going to shy him away. Consequently, if the other person is looking for that from the get-go I am most definitely not going to be down.
Speaking of down, the spring transition has brought a lot of friends up and down. I've been hearing lots of sadness mixed with joy in my ears and I, myself, also have felt the pangs of sorrow build with the excitement of the upcoming warmth.
Spent the other day in the woodlands of Central Park with the boys: Eddie, Nate, Josh and Todd. We sat on spider houses, drank some beers, laughed hard, talked to dogs and shared in the weird male camaraderie that young men experience.
Soon: I will be published. I just need to sit down and DO what I need to do. Or self-publish. Honestly, I just want to turn a buck without having to deal with the 9-5 bullshit. My real dream is that the entire system collapses and we have to figure out a better one, but until then I trudge through the best I can.
The Romantic Poets are totally tickling my fancy as-of-late.
Time has moved forward, as it generally does, and I have grown in many ways. I had a relationship that last five months and, in the end, wasn't what I wanted but I definitely needed to experience it. Everything is a learning adventure. I'm not looking for the person I want to spend my life with, but if I find him then I'm not going to shy him away. Consequently, if the other person is looking for that from the get-go I am most definitely not going to be down.
Speaking of down, the spring transition has brought a lot of friends up and down. I've been hearing lots of sadness mixed with joy in my ears and I, myself, also have felt the pangs of sorrow build with the excitement of the upcoming warmth.
Spent the other day in the woodlands of Central Park with the boys: Eddie, Nate, Josh and Todd. We sat on spider houses, drank some beers, laughed hard, talked to dogs and shared in the weird male camaraderie that young men experience.
Soon: I will be published. I just need to sit down and DO what I need to do. Or self-publish. Honestly, I just want to turn a buck without having to deal with the 9-5 bullshit. My real dream is that the entire system collapses and we have to figure out a better one, but until then I trudge through the best I can.
The Romantic Poets are totally tickling my fancy as-of-late.