Finally got a little sleep last night, so I'm feeling energized on this cloudy rainy day. Thunderstorms swept through the midwest leaving us with a fabulous light show. Stace and I cuddled in for some sightseeing from the comfy bed. How long can you lay next to a beautiful woman without touching her? Hmmm...I never really had time to think or worry about that. It was a night of adult fun, and sleep. Two aspects of life that I was desperately in need of.
Back in high school, I was a social butterfly. My schedule, although too cool to keep one, was always full of things to do. To the point where I had to break the weekend into shifts...*giggle* College, same story, working as a DJ at a night club, bigger story. Days began at 4 pm and wrapped up at around 7-8 in the morning...life was good. Then somewhere along the lines, everything calmed down. Relationships, real jobs, and stability. I never longed for the days of that exciting lifestyle because my life was full of other aspects that interested me just as much.
Then things began to unravel again, and life has once again become about no sleep, playing all night, and sexual adventures that make me blush in the light of day. And when it rains, it pours. One of my closest friends, who is now married and settled, comes into the studio every day (we work together) and wants to know every single detail of the night before. His pride beams from his eyes as I indulge his fantasies with my break down of the evenings activities.
So, this is my life now, crazy fun, crazy stories once again, and I hope eventually, I'll find the man who will understand me on a level that I can remain this fun-crazy person and have the stability and thought-provoking conversations that come from that entangled relationship. Is he out there? Or am I looking for a balance that doesn't exist? Am I expecting too much, having my cake and eating it to? If I had to choose, I know which one I would pick, but should I have to?
Back in high school, I was a social butterfly. My schedule, although too cool to keep one, was always full of things to do. To the point where I had to break the weekend into shifts...*giggle* College, same story, working as a DJ at a night club, bigger story. Days began at 4 pm and wrapped up at around 7-8 in the morning...life was good. Then somewhere along the lines, everything calmed down. Relationships, real jobs, and stability. I never longed for the days of that exciting lifestyle because my life was full of other aspects that interested me just as much.
Then things began to unravel again, and life has once again become about no sleep, playing all night, and sexual adventures that make me blush in the light of day. And when it rains, it pours. One of my closest friends, who is now married and settled, comes into the studio every day (we work together) and wants to know every single detail of the night before. His pride beams from his eyes as I indulge his fantasies with my break down of the evenings activities.
So, this is my life now, crazy fun, crazy stories once again, and I hope eventually, I'll find the man who will understand me on a level that I can remain this fun-crazy person and have the stability and thought-provoking conversations that come from that entangled relationship. Is he out there? Or am I looking for a balance that doesn't exist? Am I expecting too much, having my cake and eating it to? If I had to choose, I know which one I would pick, but should I have to?
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That's awesome, sorry I didn't tell you, but I wanted it to be a surprise.
Still in the place I have been in... Blech.... Is that vague enough?
Should be out of here in a bit. Keep up the good work! Ciao.
Where the hell is Jeff?