Hi folks,This post has been sitting in drafts for months...I didn't want to put it up. It would be putting too much of myself out there.
But, that's the whole point, I guess...
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A couple of weeks ago, I had a drink with my friend, Sean.
Sean's going to be 30, he's dating a 20-year old, Chris
I said, "what's the deal with Chris?"
Chris is very sweet guy (he cleans my apartment, another story...).
"Well, you know," whines Sean, "I like him, but I don't know...he's kinda young."
I said, "Yes, but you've been seeing him for a while, and having sex, no? And you enjoy each other's company..."
"Yeah', said Sean, "....but you know 20-year old's....they fall in love so quickly."
I stopped and looked at him and said, "and isn't that WONDERFUL?!?"
He stopped...."I guess you're right. They don't have all the baggage, huh?"
Exactly.
They're not worried, they're not afraid...
In yoga class, I've been working on the pose in the photo above, Pincha Mayurasana, forearm stand - "feathered peacock pose".
I tried it at the gym a while ago, with this guy, Paul, very nice guy, lives in Boston. He was going to help hold me up.
As soon as I went to put my forearms on the mat, I said to him, knowing I was going to fall...
"You know, I can't do this..."
He yelled at me.
"DON'T SAY 'CAN'T'! You're already setting yourself up for failure! Just try it."
I tried, he helped me, he held my legs up, and I did it. I think the hardest part was asking him for help.
And I keep trying to do it myself, every week.
Last week, in class, I pushed my legs up over my shoulders. I couldn't balance, and fell flat on my back, and my fat ass....
But I came up laughing.
I didn't get hurt. It was fun! I was fine.
I just got up and tried again.
I wasn't afraid anymore. I just got up and tried again....I was OK.
So, if a guy I'm dating doesn't work out, I'll cry for a few weeks.
And my friends can all say, "I told you so..."
I'll have a weekend or two of drinking or whatever...
But I'm not afraid of falling. I'll just get up and try again.
I want to be like the 20 year-olds, who so easily fall in love....
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Bootyful post I'm gonna get my cassette player and put some Elvis love songs on. Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love.
"Fools rush in, where wise men never go
But wise men never fall in love
So how are they to know..."
"Wise men say only fools rush in
But I cant help falling in love with you.
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I cant help falling in love with you."
There used to be a juke at the Iron Horse but it got busted in a fight so now I use me the cassette player.
Love and Money Reshape Family in China
In the changing values of urban China, love and emotion are playing a greater role in relationships.
By Robert Marquand, Staff writer of The Christian Science Monitor
"I want to fall in love," says Ms. Trix Xin , a 20-year-old walking through a shopping mall. "I don't want to moan forever about money and jobs. Love is first. Other things are important but not first."
Yet the dreams of young women like Ms. Trix can be tempered by economic realities. She's part of the first generation who must find their own jobs and earn their own wages. This creates some anxiety. Apartments are no longer subsidized; jobs no longer guaranteed. Many parents have no advice for their offspring about a China evolving at a bewildering rate.
"It is easier to meet people now, but it is harder to find the right one," says Xin, a young female junior exec as she sips from her water bottle. "We never had cellphones or text messages or blogs before, and we can meet many new people every day. But our expectations for a partner are so high that few can match them."
"I was a lover lost in sea
You found me washed up on the beach
You took me home, you gave me breakfast
I said I'd offer you protection, but you didn't charge a fee
Cold, hard heart
Cold, cruel heart
What's it gonna take
To break your cold, hard heart."
I love me some Bon Jovi too.
Trixie honey take it from me - don't get old and jaded! Men don't like that... it just redooses you to a $5 front seat blow job in the alley behind the armory... so my friends tell me...
But then don't fall in love with all the clients either... every madam'll tell you that...
A.
le sigh...
If only I had listened to all those madams...
Your heart only knows how to give.
It gives and gives and pumps out blood constantly.
That's what it wants to do.
But after years of pain and disappointment, we block our hearts. It's really difficult to keep them open.
But, it's never too late for any of us....even us old Hudson whores...
Yeah yeah yeah I repeat this every day...
Sex pays. Love costs.
Agnes listens to Portishead on a CASSETTE player???
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