Why…
When i give up. When i let go. When i move the fuck on. I get a text, a call… why? Why can’t my head be clear w/o the rush of feelings come crashing over me like a tsunami.
I hate it. Feelings… i hare that i feel quiet so fucking much.. coyote needs a huge fucking explanation or appoligy to have any of my time at this point.
😶😔😒
Another spontaneous night out till 3am. Spontaneity has bitten me again. And this time I’m simply wow-ed. Tonight unfolded odd. But when it came together it left me speechless.
He drove us to beal’s point, We walked 1130p from the camp grounds to the day use beaches of folsom lake, sat down by the waters edge enjoying the moon,Mars, the waters sounds &, talking for hours. I’m just impressed.
no bar or diner this time.. someone wanting to spend time with me & get to know me and someone who asks me questions & actually talks.
He snuggled in.
It was sweet, and special.
I’m looking forward to seeing where this adventure takes me.
Two first dates one night
I was originally meeting a very, quiet, shy guy who I found out was married and cheating. And isn’t the mess I need to be invovled in and dating because thats not what I’m looking for. And cheating isn’t fucking cool.
25 min from home. And someone else I’ve been chatting with, lives out were I currently am. I texted I was on his side of town, hes was like where are you at. I told him and we met up for the first time and had a beer. Way better date. I’m always careful when I get compliments, it feels like some sort of game.
It’s almost 3 am and im just getting home.
Neither guy tried any moves. Which I’m happy about. I’m not a sex toy. And really connecting is getting harder every day.
Perpetual Commotion 