Today is the annual Gay Pride Parade in downtown but I stayed home because I've come down with yet another cold. I just got rid of one and was feeling great and then Friday morning I was all stuffed up again. I don't know why I seem to suddenly be able to get sick so easily. I've always been a pretty healthy guy. But today also represents 18 months since Dennis died. And that weighs on my mind more than going to the parade. Even though I've been feeling pretty good lately what with the young men who have been coming into my life, I've still got that "still missing him" syndrome. How long is it going to take to get over that feeling? Who knows? I sure don't.
I did meet up with a new young man Friday after work. We met in the Castro and had a drink together and chatted. He had been reading my blog and I wanted to meet someone who had taken the time to do that. Needless to say, he seemed to know more about me than I did about him, but we did get along and had an enjoyable time. He had other plans for later that evening but we agreed we'd meet again sometime in the future. Because I drive, I took him back to his West Portal neighborhood and dropped him by a Walgreen's (he said he needed to pick some items up before he went home). So we'll see what type of friendship comes from this encounter. I'm hopeful that we can become friends.
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