Holy crap! I’m giggling over what I feel is a bomb-shell of TRUTH! After reading a juicy piece of material regarding a `friend` and after all my hardwork, I didn’t realize people just move on with their lives! This is fine because that is what a LONG distance, platonic relationship is meant to be – without the burden of expectations, clothing, shelter, food or sex – just plain companionship and the willingness to support each other in times of need.
No wonder God, the Universe and pals, said:
“Chick, you are a gullible idiot! You are not New Age material and not intelligent enough to handle the daily affairs of people with karmic debt, which you call life’s challenges. You can’t handle the public scrutiny of someone who has been known internationally. You too will be eaten up by his past.”
As I read further into her comment, I wondered myself why the IMs abruptly stopped! I recall telling him specifically NOT to communicate further through these IMs (with me in particular) and for good reasons. It’s because I have personally have had problems meeting people online in this manner – mostly bad and ugly. But this divorced guy is so good-looking, really! He knows damn well to just stay low, not unless he LOVES and CRAVES public attention.
Plus, it takes too much energy to `keep up appearances with friends of a feather` without actually being there in person, without hearing his voice, and without experiencing the joys and happiness of being a family. Recently, I’ve learned while working at my temp job from hell how VERY refreshing it is to interact with HUMANS. The dynamics of human interaction is quite demanding and interesting, too. I think that is what is called: drama.
Already, I’m picking up deception here and usually it’s for protection sake, too. That’s why I keep blogging without putting out the names. It’s silliness and nonsense, really, come to think of it – just like entries made by users of Facebook.com and does nothing to foster comradery except back-biting brothers and slandering sisters.
While I love reading and hearing how people twist tales, I’ll continue to pray to meet someone special. For the love of God: What are you people up to, eh?
That is what Mike told me after lunch two days ago:
“Someday you will meet the right person.”
Damn! And just like Coffee Talk with Linda Richman and “Whenever Linda would get upset, she would put her hand on her chest and say:
“I’m all verklempt” or “I’m a little verklempt.”
I too will move on – being a little butterfly and fluttering amongst the various wild flowers, tasting each one until I get all fat and lovely. Nice knowing you, dude.
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