It’s Just Lunch – Polite but Firm

Twelfth in a series [gs *] So, we had the lunch, we had the hand-holding. There was the christ in christine (plus boner) email a day later, then four days after that there was the ‘did i scare you, missing you’ missive. He’d crossed the line from unfounded expectations to serious pest. Whether I’d found…

Dreamtime Power Surge

Last night I dreamt about a woman I loved way back in the day. The last time I’d dreamt about her was more than three decades ago, maybe a year or so after she’d left me. In that long-ago dream, I led her into an underground room lined with bricks, reminiscent of the sod hut…

It’s Just Lunch – Goo Analysis

Tenth in a series So, there was the christ in christine email, with the stiff body part, which I closed and told myself I didn’t have to respond to ever, or in any particular way. And there was me trying to sort through what was his, what was mine, and what to do about any…

It’s just Lunch – More Goo

Ninth in a series [gs *] So, I spend the morning after that lunch aimlessly poking around in the goo in my heart, trying to figure out what happened. What, exactly, felt yucky? What did I do to prompt that bugling-eyed ook to start slithering my way? I’m not thrashing yet – I don’t feel…

It’s Just Lunch – Terminology

Eighth in a series [gs *] This seems like a good place to clarify some terminology and values. If I’d done this up front, we wouldn’t have this story now. Rule number one in a dialog or conflict – make sure we all understand how we’re using our words. Number two, figure out what values…