That humbling moment when you realize that don't have the acuity to emotionally communicate with the people you really want to date.
6 months of self-improvement, here I come!
6 months of self-improvement, here I come!
Gentlemen, we can rebuild him, we have the technology.
Better than he was before.
Better...
stronger...
faster.
Last week I got to fulfill one of my dreams and sleep in the Ice Hotel in Quebec City. It was awesome.
If the way I`m dancing in my kitchen right now is any indication, 2013 is going to be a hell of a year.
It is snowing in Montreal and my entire home is quiet and feel at peace.
It has been an interesting few months.
I feel like I have a good grasp on things, work is going well, was able to spend some time with my mother recently, I discovered the four pillars of my personal key to happiness, I`m reading a lot, been going on adventures with a variety of beautiful women.
I`ve grown up a lot - I`m as likely to get compliments for listening skills and emotional awareness (this still surprises me) as for acerbic wit and unusual personality.
I know what my goals are - personal fitness, financial & location independence in the next 5 years, building multiple streams of income (not job dependent), making beautiful things and living life as art.
I have a good sense of boundaries, I know when to say no, and not to get involved in things best ignored. I`m working on strengthening and deepening my friendships and relationships, and writing more.
I have a variety of relationships with people who are delighted to see me, open-minded people with their own scars, qualities and wonderful imperfections. People with whom connection, art, great sex, fantastic kissing, and adventures rank among core values. People that can be intelligent, quick, caustic, but open emotionally aware and not afraid to cry.
I feel happy that I`ve lived values I believe in and that this has attracted these great people around me, even when they drunk dial me 11 times in 21 minutes at 1:45 in the morning.
But mostly right now I feel the snow falling, the warm flannel of my bedsheets, the reassuring clack of the keys under my fingertips, the smell of skin, the taste of mate & tea. My thoughts are warm & tangible, and the fruit I want to eat is ripe for plucking.
It has been an interesting few months.
I feel like I have a good grasp on things, work is going well, was able to spend some time with my mother recently, I discovered the four pillars of my personal key to happiness, I`m reading a lot, been going on adventures with a variety of beautiful women.
I`ve grown up a lot - I`m as likely to get compliments for listening skills and emotional awareness (this still surprises me) as for acerbic wit and unusual personality.
I know what my goals are - personal fitness, financial & location independence in the next 5 years, building multiple streams of income (not job dependent), making beautiful things and living life as art.
I have a good sense of boundaries, I know when to say no, and not to get involved in things best ignored. I`m working on strengthening and deepening my friendships and relationships, and writing more.
I have a variety of relationships with people who are delighted to see me, open-minded people with their own scars, qualities and wonderful imperfections. People with whom connection, art, great sex, fantastic kissing, and adventures rank among core values. People that can be intelligent, quick, caustic, but open emotionally aware and not afraid to cry.
I feel happy that I`ve lived values I believe in and that this has attracted these great people around me, even when they drunk dial me 11 times in 21 minutes at 1:45 in the morning.
But mostly right now I feel the snow falling, the warm flannel of my bedsheets, the reassuring clack of the keys under my fingertips, the smell of skin, the taste of mate & tea. My thoughts are warm & tangible, and the fruit I want to eat is ripe for plucking.
