I’ve been MIA for awhile. I got the opportunity to travel to New Orleans and it was amazing. The energy and feeling you get while walking down Bourbon St. is exhilarating. Don’t get me wrong, I love my small town life more but for a few days it was better. I also met a pretty great guy while there. Unfortunately, some people only come into your life for a short while. It’s a shame really, the perfect guy I’ve built in my mind over the last few years seemed to come to life. I almost forgot what it was like to put myself out there. Well, that was a few months ago. Don’t get too excited, nothing happened that wasn’t rated PG-13. But, now I’m home.
I’ve recently reconnected with some friends from my past. It’s eye opening to see how people change when you haven’t talked to them in years. One guy turned into a worse version of himself, drunk and horny. Tempting in a moment of weakness, ultimately would have been a massive mistake. Lesson from that night? Never drink tequila shots if you don’t have a buffer. The other turned into the best of himself. I don’t know if I’ve shared this or not, but I am a typical uniform chaser. There is something about it that turns me on. He is doing great things and is finally happy, complete opposite of the guy I used to be friends with. Apparently, living the salt life is better than small town life. Sad news was that he lives roughly 13 hours away, without traffic. It would almost be worth it.
I’m learning that I go after guys that can never commit. A married guy who can commit, just not to me. An old friend that lives too far away. Guys in uniform, in general, who are looking for a good time but not a long time. I’m not saying there aren’t some guys who are looking for a lifelong love, I’m just saying that I haven’t found one. But maybe I don’t want one. I mean, you can’t get hurt if you don’t put yourself out there. I’ll be out of the country for awhile soon, but I’m hoping I can have some fun.
What do you do when you are stopping yourself from living?