That’s what I keep telling every girl who I am close to currently. I don’t have anything to report, and everyone who asks me, as I’ve been back at my full-time gig this week, is quite surprised that I am not dating and don’t have anyone in the queue. I just want to have new story. I’m over all the shit with my ex and just find her really disingenuous, but it’s such old news. I haven’t seen her since the end of February, and haven’t had sex since mid-December.
Those twinges are really things to miss as though, as are looking into a girl’s eyes when you wake up in the morning. And let’s face it, when you first start dating someone, it is simply just fun and inspiring. Don’t get me wrong, I have a great life. I have gotten on the top of six different mountain tops this July. I worked out with my workout partner on Monday, and then climbed a mountain with her, my new dear friend, and my cycling partner (who I worked out with today). I am drinking my all-time favorite beer and writing for pleasure before I eat a late dinner.
However, aren’t we all tending toward looking for a story to tell? Those heart-racing, soul-consuming, and dirty flirting things that you can say to another? I can’t wait for my new story.