I'll be honest with you.. I'm a little bummed you gave it up to
him when you hadn't even met me yet. But, you know, I think that's part of the learning experience, right? There is something to be said for the here-and-now that doesn't translate well into the literature. A sort of "shit-why-the-fuck-not, I-only-live-once" sort of thing. I don't blame anyone.
If I was there maybe I'd change things up and make a point of not sleeping with anyone until I was quite certain... or maybe I'd sleep with every-which-one that came along just to check it out and try it on for size.. I dunno. I think the point is we all get a chance to try it our way, and, gee.. isn't that grand?
Life, it would seem, is a strange one. That's just the way it goes. If it was easy or obvious people like you and me wouldn't be writing emails to eachother back and forth. I truly believe that. For better or worse, we're unsure and questioning creatures.
Okay? No. I'm not. I'm not okay with any of it. I'm not happy with what I have to be. I'm not happy with the cold-hard-truths I have to deal with. I'm not happy with any of it. Maybe that's why I keep getting up in the morning, why I keep fighting the good fight, why I keep trying to change the status quo and - you know what - I'm fucking doing that, on occasion.
And that's just the way it's gotta be.