I realize that I haven't talked much about the Holidays, they were quite nice. I ate my weight in Lobster, Shrimp, Black Truffles and Foie Gras in a one month period. I'm also so happy that I spent it with such good friends. I by no means topped the charts by attending the best parties. It's an odd little New York competition, friends mentioning passively, how many Holiday parties they need to attend on any given night.
Fifth Avenue was decked out with tourists and finally in the first weeks of January; I am so happy that it's over. Mind you now that the winter has set in I truly do want someone to snuggle with. A few of you emailed me after my "Supposedly Straight Guy" post, worried that I had given up the hunt for Mr. Right. No worries. I want a strapping young man all of my own to call husband. I just wanted to share that experience because - well. The guy was 37 and still trying to rationalize being gay. How far we've come in the past few years. Yet how far we must still go. I'm learning a lot of things in Therapy, and from Self Help Books.
The most interesting being about gay adolescence. As gay people we never got the chance to act on our crushes in High School. Instead we internalized them, ran away from other gay men and actively tried to deny ourselves. So yes. I'm happy I've come out at a younger age, I'm also happy that now gay men, and women can come out at a still younger stage. So hopefully the gay adolescence that I am leaving behind me. Yes I know, what a shock. I admit that my own gay adolescence is almost over, now I move on to understanding. I've kissed my share of frogs. You've all read about them. Now I've grown up and I'm being more selective. Yet I do get fascinated by people, nothing I can do. I'm a writer.
So yes, the Holiday Season is over, now I cuddle with a blanket and wait for Spring. Oh yeah. I'm also writing a lot, yes. Actually I'm exiled to my apartment as I'm paying off Decembers Credit Card bills. I hate the poverty that accompanies winter... So I'm warning you all. In a week I'll post my first pledge drive. In the mean time, if you want, hit the Donate button and send me some love. Writing is a solitary habit much in need of cheap Scotch.
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