talking to girls about boys
I've been single for a while, right? I haven't had a relationship, I mean a Relationship, you know the sort of thing where both parties acknowledge that it exists without running away and hiding from the mere possibility, since before I started writing here. That was two years, four continents, three cities, a degree and a half dozen houses ago. It was also a handful of assorted encounters ago- flash in the pan things, or torturously ephemeral things, or things of mutual convenience and equally mutual lack of excitement.
The world & my life in it have changed. Which makes me think, is it possible to forget how to do it? Not sex, you idiot, the 'relationship' bit. People say it's like riding a bike, but I never learnt how to do that either, and I can't help feeling that I'm missing some essential list of requirement & procedure.
What is without doubt is that my instincts have screamed yes, and I am not one to deny them. With pheremonal compatibility this good, who needs the mad relationship skillz?
I am not, by the way, in one of those relationship thingys. This post is not... entirely hypothetical, but it is also quite likely premature.
So this weekend has so far been the freeway on a bike, thighs cramped with gripping, wind whipping the helmet, long gold afternoon sun on green winter hills. Pink cow pajamas in front of a fire, bird calls, smell of bushland, and a lot of this is fast and I'm uncertain but oh fuck yes please.
Anyway diary, thanks for listening,