I don't even want to think about it. I can't think about it.
When I left work, I sat in my car to think about the day.
I've never felt so low or so empty.
Who says men don't cry?
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About Me
- Student of Life
- Mid-life, divorced. My Description - Probably immature - "arrested development"? Probably selfish, self centered, emotionally immature. Insecure. Someone else's description: "a warm, interesting, stimulating, sincere, funny, sexual, imaginative, caring, giving man". You reconcile the two, I can't.
Cast of Characters
- me - 50ish, divorced. Married almost 18 years. I've discovered a lot about my own sexuality and what I want sexually. I found B in July 2003.
- B - female, 40. Was in a serious, live in love relationship for 14 years. Married for almost two years now. We made an almost instant sexual, emotional and intellectual connection. B is the most sexual, sensual woman I've ever known. She's professional, a business owner, strong, hard headed, stubborn, up standing.
- bf - B's
boyfriendhusband.
Blog Archive
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2005
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February
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- Why can't I explain myself?
- Rejection or ??
- Waiting for a call
- Another long night
- Grey lining in a silver cloud
- and then it's okay
- A Hard Days' Night
- please help
- And today?
- My Conviction Waivers
- A Long Weekend
- A resolution... of sorts
- Wednesday 2/16/05
- An exceptional day
- Valentine's Day...II
- Valentine's Day
- Where is she?
- A new mission?
- and now what?
- Another week, another world
- I'm a Castaway...
- Dunno. Dunno. Dunno
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February
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