A couple of weeks ago I had dinner with a man who said that he was looking for an old-fashioned monogamous relationship. We seemed to really hit it off very well. I thought that maybe things would develop between us...and truly had potential. We traded telephone numbers and email addresses. He is a music minister at his church.
When I did not hear from him by now while I am in WV, I sent him an email asking him what was happening. Finally this response:
"Sorry -- I've been busy and had a funeral today. You're a wonderful, fascinating, intelligent, multifaceted, attractive man. I'm not sure what you're really looking for. I got the impression you need more than one man. I'm not casting judgment by any means because I certainly do my share of free playing. I'm hoping for an old fashioned monogamous type of relationship and I don't know how that could work. Of course there are never any simple cut and dry solutions to any worthwhile goal. I also felt like if I had sex with you now, it would be like an audtion. LOL!
I was hoping for something built on attraction of mind and spirit if it were to become long term. I know -- I'm complicated, please don't think of me as an asshole. If you want, call me and we'll talk. All good wishes."
So, I wrote him back:
"Not sure where the impression of me needing multiple men came from. Especially when we discussed monoagmy and all. Sex for me is not an audition by any means. So even though I feel misunderstood since I am looking for the same thing, it is okay.
So life goes on...
Best,
Frank"
THWAAAAACK...it sort of feels like I've been hit up the side of the head by a 2X4.
I keep replaying our nice dinner and extended conversation to see what it was that I did wrong. Or what on earth I said or did that made him think that I needed more than one man! Still can't figure it out...
So roadblock 4,251! My one glimmer of a relationship just evaporated!
There has got to be a guy for me....somewhere.
Oh well, mom had her scan this morning. As of this writing, we have not heard about the results yet or given any indication as to when she can come home.
Today is my dad's 77th birthday and he is exhausted.
We all are!
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