So - here I sit at my pub table wondering about this blogging thing. Facebook has killed what little blogging I once did on LiveJournal. Now it's all cute quips and pokes.
I'm in a new place in my life. New, not expected, but mostly enjoyed. It's as if I've picked up my early 20's freedom that I gave up when I wed at 23. Seemed like a good idea at the time, and throughout the ensuing 17 years, things seemed to be progressing. Buy a house. Yes. Good. Work at building a career. Yes, not the one I wanted, but yes, build away. Be responsible. That's something I've always tried to be. That and honorable. Do what is right. Have a child. Yes! I really wanted that. And so on. Things progressed. And I thought things progressed well. Well, two children and a number of years later, and here I sit at my pub table in an apartment llistening to the blues. Not where I expected to be.
And no, this is not a lament, nor an emotional diatribe. Rather, here I sit, excited at the prospect of picking up a more interesting life. Saddened at what was lost, but that refers to the boyos, who I see every day anyway.
Hmmmmm, so, now what? Well, I've lurked on SG for awhile and lived vicariously through a friend. And then I went and saw him in SanFran and went to Wondercon. There he met some members of SG and you know, they acted like old friends, even though it was the first time in the flesh. Nice. Also, they were so interesting! Tats. Love tats. But more than that and the corsets and other unique clothing was the attitude. Yes, the attitude. Confident. Unabashed. They knew themselves.
And so here I am. I know myself very well. I know what I like and what I don't, who I will hang out with and those I'd like to meet. The types, I mean. And not just for relationships of a romantic nature. No, life is more than that.
And so I will now explore and see what groups are out there. Nothing in Montgomery county, but let's see how Philly is....and maybe something in Montco can happen next.
I'm in a new place in my life. New, not expected, but mostly enjoyed. It's as if I've picked up my early 20's freedom that I gave up when I wed at 23. Seemed like a good idea at the time, and throughout the ensuing 17 years, things seemed to be progressing. Buy a house. Yes. Good. Work at building a career. Yes, not the one I wanted, but yes, build away. Be responsible. That's something I've always tried to be. That and honorable. Do what is right. Have a child. Yes! I really wanted that. And so on. Things progressed. And I thought things progressed well. Well, two children and a number of years later, and here I sit at my pub table in an apartment llistening to the blues. Not where I expected to be.
And no, this is not a lament, nor an emotional diatribe. Rather, here I sit, excited at the prospect of picking up a more interesting life. Saddened at what was lost, but that refers to the boyos, who I see every day anyway.
Hmmmmm, so, now what? Well, I've lurked on SG for awhile and lived vicariously through a friend. And then I went and saw him in SanFran and went to Wondercon. There he met some members of SG and you know, they acted like old friends, even though it was the first time in the flesh. Nice. Also, they were so interesting! Tats. Love tats. But more than that and the corsets and other unique clothing was the attitude. Yes, the attitude. Confident. Unabashed. They knew themselves.
And so here I am. I know myself very well. I know what I like and what I don't, who I will hang out with and those I'd like to meet. The types, I mean. And not just for relationships of a romantic nature. No, life is more than that.
And so I will now explore and see what groups are out there. Nothing in Montgomery county, but let's see how Philly is....and maybe something in Montco can happen next.