#34 July 13, 2021

Hey it's me...

 I'm organizing a tubing trip down the Little Miami River for this Saturday.  

I've read that 5% of us are organizers and the rest of us are waiting to be invited.

I've somewhat in a relationship for a week now.  Yay for me, right?

It's not perfect.

There are skips and misses.  But it's a far cry from being on my own.  

So I have to shift my paradigm to accommodate for this new reality.  

My best friend Brian professed that he believed in me, not that I don't lead with my flaws because I do.  And he accepts me nontheless.  

I suppose we are on journey 

.. and I wonder if we are not all seeking community.  

I don't trust my vision as much as I trust yours.  Because you are compassionate and gentle.  I'm 25% there.  

As always I miss your presence in my life.  

I talked to Matt Barron last night and mused about how great it would to be a Greek god like Zeus or Hera.  They could just impose  vengence upon others with no repercussion.  If only I was them ... without karma biting at my heels.  Life would be a beautiful place.

Matt is a writer.  And we are into superheroes.  And religion or anti-religion...just where it borders on mythology.

I care about him as a person.  Like I care about you.  And Shawn, the bus driver...

My goal for 2021 is to have ten additional best friends.  

You're important Mike.  I want you in my corner.  I strive for that.

So.

Just as I love Helen and Brian and Matt and Shawn, I love you Mike.  My love is relentless and unwavering.  Because I am that kind of person.  I'm that which is striving to be the positive element...to you because you are my friend.  

It's been four months.  I'm one fourth of the way to becoming that which I strive for.  

I'm drinking Mike.

And drinking is when I slow down enough to write to you.  

You are my heart.

And the earth may spin but it is your sense of compassion that I trust.  I trust you.