(no subject)
"And you all know, security
Is mortals' chiefest enemy."
Just when everything seems well-attached to everything else and full of clarity . . . just then does the world become
. . . a right mess.
Follow the egg-and-cup game and thus discover the truth, if you may.
I am most-emphatically-not-dating Tim. He is a decent fellow, very enjoyable to snuggle, and a great friend. He has also heretofore behaved with conduct unbecoming to a person who is just a friend, expressing far too much possessiveness and making veiled references to A Future Together. Nonetheless, I have seen no real cause to alter the tenor and working devices of our relationship.
Enter player two: a senior English major named Jeff. He is also a decent fellow, and as I have just learned this weekend, also very enjoyable to snuggle. I believe the problem is already becoming readily apparent. He told me while we were at the conference that he has been interested in me for about a year now, and in all fairness, I reciprocate. Have for some time, but have successfully relegated all of that nonsense to the back burner until now. At this point, although everyone is just bloody well stressed and overworked . . . I'd really like to find out where this might go. I'd like to give it a try.
I discussed the matter with Tim, who basically gave me his blessing for the possibility of a relationship with this other fellow (if two/three days with me hasn’t cured him of any desire for such). 1) Way not to be possessive and take the high road, and 2) I’m reminded of how good a friend he is. So at any rate, there’s an option.
Enter final complication: player three. Player three is a lovely young woman named Becky of approx. 26 whom I find attractive and who also finds me attractive. Neither of us has voiced this to the other. To all intents and purposes, that isn’t even on the stove, let alone the front burner, but nonetheless, still a cookpot to be considered.
It’s a well-resolved (thus far) and complete situation . . . but wow. I never would have imagined I’d be in this situation on Thursday morning.
+little smile+ And so I take it as it comes, and hope that things work out nicely. I love Tim for his kindness, I hold out hope for Jeff, and I am glad to have the company of Becky.
My thanks to all of you who read this unusual bit of rambling. =)
Is mortals' chiefest enemy."
Just when everything seems well-attached to everything else and full of clarity . . . just then does the world become
. . . a right mess.
Follow the egg-and-cup game and thus discover the truth, if you may.
I am most-emphatically-not-dating Tim. He is a decent fellow, very enjoyable to snuggle, and a great friend. He has also heretofore behaved with conduct unbecoming to a person who is just a friend, expressing far too much possessiveness and making veiled references to A Future Together. Nonetheless, I have seen no real cause to alter the tenor and working devices of our relationship.
Enter player two: a senior English major named Jeff. He is also a decent fellow, and as I have just learned this weekend, also very enjoyable to snuggle. I believe the problem is already becoming readily apparent. He told me while we were at the conference that he has been interested in me for about a year now, and in all fairness, I reciprocate. Have for some time, but have successfully relegated all of that nonsense to the back burner until now. At this point, although everyone is just bloody well stressed and overworked . . . I'd really like to find out where this might go. I'd like to give it a try.
I discussed the matter with Tim, who basically gave me his blessing for the possibility of a relationship with this other fellow (if two/three days with me hasn’t cured him of any desire for such). 1) Way not to be possessive and take the high road, and 2) I’m reminded of how good a friend he is. So at any rate, there’s an option.
Enter final complication: player three. Player three is a lovely young woman named Becky of approx. 26 whom I find attractive and who also finds me attractive. Neither of us has voiced this to the other. To all intents and purposes, that isn’t even on the stove, let alone the front burner, but nonetheless, still a cookpot to be considered.
It’s a well-resolved (thus far) and complete situation . . . but wow. I never would have imagined I’d be in this situation on Thursday morning.
+little smile+ And so I take it as it comes, and hope that things work out nicely. I love Tim for his kindness, I hold out hope for Jeff, and I am glad to have the company of Becky.
My thanks to all of you who read this unusual bit of rambling. =)