July 21, 2005
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Sorry, Brenda, I worded that badly, huh. I am back. He said he had a computer so I just assumed he had Internet service. Wrong. But I was glad. It was nice not to write. We had a wonderful visit. How nice it is to spend time with a man you know really well where there is no sexual tension. I love being with him.
But now I am home, alone, and it is hot. I was out in the living room, laying on the couch feeling too alone. Anthony called but I didn’t pick up. I must have some residual sadness over him. When I’m there it’s like being in another world; a perfect world. He listens to classical music. He smokes pot. He eats like I do. He farted in front of me this morning and after our busy morning out and then to lunch, he fell asleep in his chair, probably exhausted by trying to put on a brave front.
His back is much better now and the pot is for the pain, instead of taking the pain pills. That’s what I did during chemo and I highly recommend it.
I wouldn’t want to be his girlfriend but I sure do love being with him. And now that I’m not it’s lonely. I forgot how nice it is to have a partner. So all you people lucky enough to have one, give them a kiss on the cheek for me.
Comments (6)
I’m glad your visit went well. That kind of comfortable familiarity (i cant spell!) with someone is a rare gift.
Will do – can I do two, one on each cheek. Cheers.
Dear Prudence,
Right now my “best friend” is a gal I met through Xanga, and we go out at least once a month. We just spent a day on Catalina island last week. As you say, when there is no “sexual tension” between a man and a woman, and each can just enjoy each other’s company, doing things together is quite delightful.
We should never feel “lonely” in life. We should be able to construct our “alone time”, and we should be able to interact with everyone we meet when we want. Sometimes this doesn’t happen, but when it does, then life is beautiful.
I have visited your blog and left a few comments, and I have asked if I could be added to your protected list so I could read your work, and you haven’t acknowledged my existence, or added me, as I cannot see any “protected” entries. I usually do not ask the same question more than three times, as then I feel particularly foolish. So, I would like to invite you to check out my blog, WhenWordsCollide, and my websites AllThingsMike, and ElectricPoetry, and please let me know either by comment, or email that you will or will not add me to your list. I won’t bother you again without some interaction on your part. I’ve made a lot of fine friends on Xanga, including some folks on which you comment regularly, and I thought you might turn out to be a nice friend too. Perhaps you haven’t seen my two previous comments, or perhaps you are ignoring me. I will leave you alone if I don’t hear from you. Three strikes and I’m out.
Yours Very Truly,
Michael F. Nyiri, poet, philosopher, fool
Hi Pru, Whew. And it sounds like a wonderful, warm, cozy time sharing closeness with your friend, Anthony. Too bad you can’t make hanging out together more a part of both of your lives. You sound good for each other.
I’m moving into high speed high stress at the moment, with leaving and now a job offer for a month here, which I can’t accept, too many plans already in place, and family hassles, and nowhere to stay at the other end, and ohmygosh…
I will vouch for Michael Nyiri, baldmike2004, above. He’s one of the best commenters at Xanga, leaving detailed essays almost, a really wonderful person, and a prolific writer of prose and poetry, quite brilliant, as well as a photographer & artist.
Be in touch! *hugs xo
O, I was going to say that when Mike leaves one of his detailed and lengthy comments, you feel that you’ve been closely read, and that is truly a wonderful gift…
sounds like a well-needed break, but i’m glad you’re back. btw- you know i love your stuff right? if i leave comments about possible changes, it’s bc i know you are serious about this and i appreciate that in you!