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Starting over
And just like that, I'm single again.
Four years have come and gone, and I'm grateful to have had the experience. It does feel like I'm starting over - again. It's been a few weeks since our breakup, and honestly I'm ready to move on. But moving on is difficult when you still live with your ex, when you still share the same bed, when you wakeup ( Read more... ) -
About a boy
I wanted to wait to post about him because I wanted to make sure it was the real deal. Dating in New York City is all but impossible, but somehow I managed to meet someone who is so different than me and yet it feels so right. He's a dancer. And like many performers in the city, he does it because he can't see himself doing anything else. Even at ( Read more... ) -
2018, you're not so bad so far
It's been over a year since my last post. In looking at my goals from 2017, I can proudly say that I accomplished all of them and then some.
First, I've joined a gay climbing group that meets weekly. I've made some close friends from this group and I think they will be life long friends. Not only do we climb regularly, but we hangout outside of ( Read more... ) -
New Year
Well it's been over a year since my last post. I doubt anyone is reading this so I thought this would be a perfect place to jot down some of the things I'm looking forward to this year without reservation ( Read more... ) -
New York
They say that if your dreams don't terrify you, they aren't big enough. Moving to New York City has always been a dream of mine. When I told my family and friends about the move, I received mixed emotions. My parents told me I was crazy. Moving across the country without a job is a big risk they said. And they were right ( Read more... ) -
Shoe dating.
“Dating is like buying shoes,” I told Morgan. “You find the shoe you love and you keep going back to it until it doesn’t do it for you anymore (or until they stop making it).” It’s hard to find the right pair of shoes. It has to be comfortable, yet compliment you in every shape and fashion. I wore Sambas all through college and a couple years after ( Read more... ) -
A break in the clouds.
Rewind to Friday: the night started with an unusual meeting with the ex for dinner. It would be the second time we got together since who knows, possibly a year or so. The long break was more of my doing than his. A part of me believes that it’s best to leave the past behind you. And yet, for whatever reason, he seems pretty persistent about a ( Read more... ) -
5am.
It's 5am. Two thoughts come to mind. The first thought is to roll back to sleep and pretend nothing happened. The other thought is to wake up and face the reality. I saw him last night. I did not expect to see him at all considering he said he wasn't "feeling well." I suppose his text to me minutes before I went to his best friend's BBQ (of which ( Read more... ) -
Alive.
I've never felt so alive. This year is going to be amazing.
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Hay gurl, hay!
It’s official. I am the last single guy in San Francisco. It’s very strange how everyone I know and everyone I’m introduced to is happily taken. And it’s not like I really give a fuck, only it interferes with my social abilities as it’s hard for me to draw the line between being social and being a big flirt. And I think it will certainly get me in ( Read more... )