Monday, April 28, 2008


at "Soooooooooooooooooo-I'm-Canadian" posted this today:

The main thing now is we are establishing groups of people who support us as a couple. We are being asked as a couple to dinners, parties and barbecues. It is a good feeling, an unbelievable feeling, not the disaster that I thought coming out would be...

He had to leave just before noon, we talked about where we are in this relationship, where we want to go, our dreams etc and we can see that they are pretty much the same dreams. I walked him out to his car, told him I had a good weekend with him... and that we would talk later.

He pulled out and drove off with one final wave and I am a little embarrassed to say this, but as he disappeared from my sight, I had to fight back tears. I thought to myself, I love that guy.

It's true: misery does love company. I can practically taste how nice it is that somebody else has been hit by that arrow-happy little bastard.

And the drama over in that other section of the Big Woods just keeps on going...
No wonder we all keep going back...

1 comment:

  1. I try very meekly not to be dramatic.
    It just happens to me.
    Not that I'm asking for it to stop, mind you.

    Hang in there, R.