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"My boyfriend's back and you're gonna get in trouble..."
Yesterday the great love of my life returned to my arms. Betcha didn't think you'd hear me saying that, did you? Yes, RR is back, and life is good...really good. He's not the same guy that I put on an airplane a month ago, and I'm probably not the same either. Life with RR was soo shitty prior to his departure, I envisioned myself looking at apartments next month, and possibly seriously contemplating how I was going to pack and move my shit to the Mainland.
He did a lot of contemplation; I did also. We've both realized that the "relationship" that we had a couple of months ago really wasn't a relationship, and was actually just a waste of emotion. Just going through the motions, it seems. Since then, lots of things have happened in both our lives, (though I'll only discuss those events in my life that are germane) and we've both resolved to not go there again.
From my end, a lot of people have played integral roles in my mental reorganization. I've slashed ideas across the sky and you've brought them close enough for me to see them clearly and file them away in my brain. Each of you I owe a huge debt of thanks. Mike & Monka knew in their uncanny, almost scary way, exactly when to pick up the phone and call; Robb listened to my silly rants and args and introduced me to the concept of being community property; James just sat back and listened to it all, offering his own unique insight, always apropos; Christian allowed my faith in true love and devotion to be rekindled, and Derek allowed me to be intellectual community property, yet not at the same time. Bobbi reminded me that I was a decent and important person in the world, and gave me a huge and significant professional injection of self-esteem when I thought I had lost my edge as a medico.
*snif* It's soo cool to have friends. :=)
Tomorrow afternoon, I'll tell you a little tale of friendship that has been rolling around in my mind for a while. It involves dildos, so James, Robb and Doug...LISTEN UP!!!
Yesterday the great love of my life returned to my arms. Betcha didn't think you'd hear me saying that, did you? Yes, RR is back, and life is good...really good. He's not the same guy that I put on an airplane a month ago, and I'm probably not the same either. Life with RR was soo shitty prior to his departure, I envisioned myself looking at apartments next month, and possibly seriously contemplating how I was going to pack and move my shit to the Mainland.
He did a lot of contemplation; I did also. We've both realized that the "relationship" that we had a couple of months ago really wasn't a relationship, and was actually just a waste of emotion. Just going through the motions, it seems. Since then, lots of things have happened in both our lives, (though I'll only discuss those events in my life that are germane) and we've both resolved to not go there again.
From my end, a lot of people have played integral roles in my mental reorganization. I've slashed ideas across the sky and you've brought them close enough for me to see them clearly and file them away in my brain. Each of you I owe a huge debt of thanks. Mike & Monka knew in their uncanny, almost scary way, exactly when to pick up the phone and call; Robb listened to my silly rants and args and introduced me to the concept of being community property; James just sat back and listened to it all, offering his own unique insight, always apropos; Christian allowed my faith in true love and devotion to be rekindled, and Derek allowed me to be intellectual community property, yet not at the same time. Bobbi reminded me that I was a decent and important person in the world, and gave me a huge and significant professional injection of self-esteem when I thought I had lost my edge as a medico.
*snif* It's soo cool to have friends. :=)
Tomorrow afternoon, I'll tell you a little tale of friendship that has been rolling around in my mind for a while. It involves dildos, so James, Robb and Doug...LISTEN UP!!!
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