So I haven't called the gir... er... woman yet. I emailed with her a bit. Left it with a nice, tentative "Maybe next week". For some reason, I'm real skittish about this. I mean... 38 is a big difference. I've never dated someone who was more than two years younger than me or more than 4 years older than me. So... 13 is a big jump. Meanwhile, I've been daydreaming (and nightdreaming) about Rachel, the girl I was seeing for a bit. She went to New York for the weekend. She was going to call when she came back. I had hoped she might have come back to see Rainer Maria with me tonight. I don't know... maybe she's still in NY. ... Or maybe... she just wanted my forgiveness, then had no more use for me.
*sigh*
My love life is at once far too complicated and not nearly complicated enough.
*sigh*
My love life is at once far too complicated and not nearly complicated enough.
Sheesh, man, I was thinking she was fifty or something. My guy is turning the big three five next week, and I'm a year younger than you.
Don't be skittish- just go for it. What's to lose?
Did you also know that women in their 40's are at their sexual peak? Damn man! this might be the best sex of your whole fucking life! (Yeah...Yeah...I KNOW it isn't about the sex with you. But it would be a sweet bonus!)
Try to get your head around all of this...Ok?
I'm off to the Big Apple! Talk soon?
Gray