Past Life

Friday!

Holla!

Bring it.

Strange weekend coming up.

Tonight? I’m meeting my ex and his new girlfriend out for drinks. I only mention it, not to cause any alarm or be dramatic in any way, but it does get one to thinking about things. This is the ex I moved to NYC for, and more than my past feelings for him, it all just brings up feelings about my life, my decisions, where I am today…

And all those things that it brings up lets me know that I did PRECISELY the right thing.

This man is a good man, we’re friends, we always have been, but as companion, it just wasn’t right. That city wasn’t right, his friends weren’t right, it all wasn’t…right.

So I think about where I was, now six years ago, and I’m pleased. I live where I want to live, I have the greatest boyfriend in the world, and I’m proud of who I am and where I live and what I stand for.

Love is a tricky thing.

But the other great thing about seeing him and his new lovely lady, is that another mutual friend is meeting us out too. Man we had fun back in those days. I think it will be a really good time, remembering all the people and the times we had. It will be nice to hang out with old friends, we’re all friends for a reason still, and that means something.

It’s also very much in inner love letter to John. How is it that I found someone to love me so completely, to support me in everything that he does, such an unselfish man John is. And sometimes, even though much time has passed since we’ve been together, I am overwhelmed by my love for him, and my complete and total luck, that I have managed to place myself in one of the most loving relationships I know.

Smooch.

I have a tour tomorrow! I’m excited because there’s no one watching me, no one testing me, its my boat tomorrow, for an hour and a half, its MY BOAT. Hell, I could get naked and sing “My Kind Of Town” if I wanted to, and I just might.

Happy Friday all!