I’m feeling a lot of different things right now. The major one is this massive desire to experience this world to the grandest degree possible. I have such a desire to live a full, satisfying life. A part of that includes the need to travel and see the world. I’m starting to feel restless. Or maybe just that my wings have come back. I know it’s good for me to be here right now, but I so want to be traveling and exploring again.
I’m feeling a bit overstimulated. Especially when it comes to guys. I hung out with a nice one last night. He stayed over here. It was … good. I don’t necessarily want to see him again, but he was a nice guy and I enjoyed chatting with him for a long time last night. He came over with the intention of messing around, but then when he got here neither of us made a move and we just talked for a couple hours. It wasn’t until I turned off the lights to go to bed that things heated up. I enjoyed myself. Part of it was definitely this narcissistic falling in love with my personality again. I felt so much more like I used to when I lived in Minneapolis. Funny and on top of my game. It was great. I love that part of me and always enjoy it when it’s on full display. I hope it remains that way. I’ve also got this great desire to love. The idea that I want to love has been running through my head since getting back to Minnesota. That I want to love and that it’s time to love. The other idea that’s started to run through my head these last few days is that there’s a pretty big difference between wanting to love and being able to love. I definitely want to love. Whether I’m capable of doing it remains to be seen. I like to think I can, but I haven’t proven proficient in that regard in the past. We’ll see what happens.
There’s a guy that messaged me on one of the apps last night. I’m feeling overstimulated because of the attention I’ve been receiving from guys on the apps (and a little in person). I haven’t been in a situation where I’ve noticed any attention from guys for a while. I’m sure it was there, to some degree, in NYC, but my head wasn’t in a place where I could recognize it. Now that I’m back and feeling better I’m noticing it. This one guy in particular has really gotten under my skin. He’s so cute and ever since he messaged me last night I can feel this primal connection with him even though we’ve just been chatting. He’s sent me some very racy pics which has helped those feelings, but I also feel like it’s deeper than just the desire to have sex with him. I also want to be tender with him and see how that goes. The unfortunate thing is he’s like twenty or twenty-one years old. But there’s just something about him and I feel this unmistakable, palpable connection with him. Who knows, maybe we’ll meet and it’ll all go to shit. But maybe we’ll meet and it won’t. It’s too soon to tell. He’s held off on getting together because he doesn’t want to just hook up. I would have met him tonight, but he said he was too horny for that. It would be nice to meet him for coffee and get to know him and see if there’s a connection in person. I know if we just jump in bed it’ll be on to the next person for both of us. That seems to be the nature of those interactions anyway.
I went to a humorous essay class tonight. It was interesting. I wrote yesterday. I sat at the coffee shop down the street and actual words came out and I was able to put them on the page. At the time I really liked what I was writing and thought it did a great job capturing the essence of my feelings, but when I read it today it seemed to fall flat. I am going to look at it some more tomorrow and hopefully adjust it. Or just scrap it. It wouldn’t need to be totally scrapped because in writing it I learned how to put the jokes down on the page. I know I could do a better job of highlighting them, but if I write it again I’ll get all the jokes down in a different way. I’ve got so much I want to write about and express. It’s difficult, but focusing on doing it is definitely something that would keep me interested for a while. I like a challenge. I also like my writing teacher from tonight. The class is only this week and next. I’d really like to impress her with some writing and if I send her some she’ll give me feedback on it. I’m going to work further on this piece and maybe some others and then send her some writing. I’d love to get her feedback. Especially if I’m able to produce something of decent quality. That part is a little more iffy, but it’ll come. I’ve got a lot to say and with any luck at least a little bit of talent.
My mom and I drove by some condos that are for sale. It would be so convenient for me if they bought one, but I just don’t think I can commit to living in it long term. But, to have a place to come back to in Minneapolis would be beyond amazing. We’ll see. My gut tells me my parents’ are going to buy one within the next few months with or without my commitment to living there. I do love Minneapolis though and could see myself staying here a while. It’ll all work out. It always does.
I biked along the river road today for a long time. It was a beautiful day! And now I’ve got to get to bed. I’m so tired and done vomiting on the page. I think I got everything out that needed to come out. This felt good!
Gratitude List:
Opportunities that are on the horizon – somehow, someway my life is happening
Being in an emotional and physical daze because of an extremely good looking guy
Half full or half empty – shit’s changing and I’m happy about it