3/12/08

If love is...

A good feeling, warm and bubbly,
sitting on the couch watching anything or nothing at all and feeling like it should never end
walking down the street and not noticing any other person
long kisses
gentle nudges
missing someone's voice
remembering someone's smell
being comfortable when they are away because you know they are coming back
knowing the different tones in their voices
being yourself
being yourself but better
making love at all hours of the day-night, real love, deep, understanding passionate unselfish love
wanting to always be alone just because you cannot get enough of each other
wanting to be with friends because you wanna share what you have with others
accepting flaws
facing fears
laughing at jokes
crying at sadness
crying out of happiness
being excited to hear from them, not even a whole hour later
not forgetting your first kiss
hoping there will not be a last kiss
thinking forever is not long enough
saying your sorry not only because you mean it, but because you are sorry for ever causing the person any kind of pain or anguish
not understanding why people would even fathom cheating
a hint of jealousy
not having to worry
kissing in the middle of the street on a hot summer night, with the breeze against your skin, their fingers in your hair and the other hand holding you oh so close
making love in Manhattan with the noise of sirens, people, honking cars, crying babies, crazy homeless men arguing, street vendors, construction and children and not letting any of it distract you because what is happening in the moment is too good to care

then it is amazing
wonderful
should be cherished
coveted
and we should all be able to experience it, have it, and never go without...
here's to finding it....

Dating Karma

I was thinking about the universe today, about how it gives and takes. I was thinking about without any notice terrible things can happen to you one after another and you can't see your way out of the desert. I was thinking about how while you are in it, from time to time an oasis appears, you... for a second... think you are out of this dryness and the universe is just throwing another blast at you. "Miss" Universe can be mean, she can be unforgiving, rotten and at the same time completely miss understood.

Through those desert periods, when you are parched for change, for something new to happen and on the brink of starvation right then and there, you make it out. I guess the universe is wiser then we sometime can imagine, even in the oasis she is giving you a glimpse of how good she can be, and when she decides to give back, when she lets go and gives you hope again, it is so sweet you can hardly remember the dark. But word to the wise never forget, because that darkness was a lesson, and life lessons must be utilized or alas you will be back to where you started. Which also gets me thinking about those oasis again. Maybe they were the real thing, but we spend so much time enjoying something better we forget something worse, and those oasis were our way out of darkness if we had only appreciated, understood and respected them.


On that note, as you all can see from many previous posts, I believe I am out of my desert time, I have learned a lot, in life and love, and I will be damned if I forget it, or if I go back.

It is so obvious how much 'energy' we release and we pull in, and when you begin on a path of hope and have a goal in mind whatever that may be your personal universe starts pouring out for you to receive any and everything that comes your way. I feel my cup getting fuller by the minute and I know I am not the only one, many people are experiencing positive change... lets keep up the good work...

3/11/08

His name begins with the letter H

hello chaps, we need to get into the weekend, what I did and didn't do, and where I am...

Friday night I was supposed to meet with an old actor acquaintance, but both the rain and my old roomie kept that from happening.

Lets hit Saturday,
all of a sudden out of no where the universe has given me men, and unfortunately at the moment, because of the overwhelming responses I double booked myself.

The Slav and the teacher from the Bronx where both pining over my Saturday attention, and I chose the teacher, one we went out during the week and hit off great (and I did not kiss him yet) and two he got tickets to a show, and got an A for effort. The Slav showed a lot of disappointment's but hey separation makes the heart go fonder right?

To make a great night short we went to a symphony, an Italian restaurant in Brooklyn a bar on the upper west side and his place. NO real funny business, making out nothing serious, but we had an amazing time, and instead of the normal walk of shame, we spent the morning talking about his favorite books (two I borrowed) and we went and got brunch.

Before you know we got into the "relationship motion" eating off of each others plates, picking eye lashes out of one another's eyes, it was so fast, so comfortable, so... something. I wonder if we are just going at an odd pace, or if I have been on so many first and second dates that I can't even remember how to get into a relationship anymore. It felt intrusive (not in a bad way) in a boyfriend way and I wonder if I am ready, or should I be ready or if it is too soon.

I like the nervousness of the first interaction, this seems too nice, too comfortable. I wonder if we will have a fast easily fizzled out relationships. The relationship that starts off hot and heavy and eventually fades into nothing and we go our separate ways. Should I slow it down or ride the wave? Is it inevitable that we will not last long? Isn't that the fun in it? We shall see, because he asked me to join him to his family's home upstate for a relaxed weekend and I said yes, if I am going to be spontaneous I am going to take it all the way folks!

I am most nervous about the drive there, two hours in the car with any one is torture, with someone you hardly know is probably a lot of silence. I am curious about how are weekend will go and I hate to admit it but I am also excited. Maybe this is someone who see's this as something he really wants to pursue, or maybe he is an ax murderer who knows.

So if you don't hear from me all week, its because after kicking his ass, and stealing his car and running him over, I am lost on my way back to the big city.