Figuring out how to move on in life, is well quite difficult. Regarding relationships, I am not one to preach as well obviously what few relationships I have had, have failed in some way or another. Not that they were a failure, it is just people grow apart, and somehow by growing apart or a horrible affair that scars us for life- we forget how to be happy. Happiness is truly a state of mind, and well to end this year, I have been happy. As all gay men who keep up with technology have Grindr installed on their iPhone- we are constantly searching for the right person. Whether they be right now, right for right now, or right for a relationship – we are all searching for Mr. Right.
As for me, I kind have given up on Mr. Right and have decided on something easier: Mr. Small Delight- someone who does subtle things to make me smile, and who generally cares for me. Even when I am a hot mess. We have all tried dating people, and they are usually the wrong person, and finally when you think you meet someone nice, genuine, or even special- there is something in us that waits, or expects that his flaws will show up at soon… End of the year dating:
1. Guy one: in theory everything was good, but then the lack of communication and the genuine lack of sincerity went away and it became nothing.
2. Guy two: you thought he was a good guy, later to find out that he is this perpetual douche bag that is so vain it would make snow white’s evil step mother look sane.
And finally, maybe the third time is really the charm: I met him off Grindr, and he his nice, tall, handsome, Hispanic, and funny. What started off as innocent conversation via grindr turned into texting, and soon and somehow it developed into a first date. Granted, we just had our first date but it was kind of amazing, besides having really great conversation (through text and over the date), he made a three course meal and homemade strawberry lemonade, and we cuddled and watched movies while drinking wine.
This time last year I was frantically sewing, trying to get a collection together in hopes of making a strong impact in the world of fashion design, but alas the year is over and that collection never really came into fruition but SOCIAL CULTURE has. What amazes me about this idea is that this New Year’s will be the first one in 4 years that I am not spending it alone. Last year, Tacia and I drank ridiculously and the year before that I was shit faced at a bar, and the year before that I was depressed, and the year before that I was depressed and drunk with Anneva, trying to get over our exes. This year, I hope will be different…
I hope I don’t spend it shit faced. haha.
2. I get to spend it with someone who I think genuinely likes me- and hopefully tomorrow night starts my …
“Once Upon a Time…”