Needed some time, but I am here.
Lets see.

Some of my time has been occupied with a new someone. We met under "different circumstances" but it was only to open a wider door.
I've spent some good time with her during this past week, and I am really looking forward to continue sharing time. The funny part is, that after she did some web detective work, she found this little blog of mine, and read quiet a few months worth of entries. Wow, that sort of scared me for a moment. She knew so much about me already. I figured if she knew that much and still called she must have liked it.
Wow, with my manic mood swings from happy post to sad post to disturbing post to all types of posts, I am surprised she called. Actually I am not. It's just funny.

Anyway she has been refreshing. I see a lot of things in her that keep me in a state of constant awe. Feels very good. I never saw it coming.

Okay so Friday was interesting...
I needed that too...
I needed lunch on Saturday in the park, and OB shared the park with me. That rocked. Shook me a bit but still nevertheless rocked.

Saturday she picked me up from work and we had a lovely evening. She even sat through a bad movie with me. A long bad movie. Dude I am totally the hopeless romantic, so I wanted to see "The Notebook".
The movie had great parts and scenes that were all ultimately ruined by terrible cliches and easily expected everything. The whole thing behind the story is pretty sweet and sad, and beautiful but it calls for a shorter intellect. Or maybe if someone has only watched three movies in their lives and none of those three were romances, maybe that person might have a shot at loving it. As always I know how to enjoy a bad movie, I point out all the stupidities of it and just move on. The funniest part of all was that it was I who recommended the flick. It was cool though. We still made the best of the night. She is something else.

Anyway, Sunday's lunch break was incredible. The park was extra special today. Maybe it had something to do with her. I finished reading a good mystery with a bland ending. Continued to read Lorca's "Poema Del Canto Jondo" "Poem of the deep song" and found myself inspired my talking images. I was thinking aloud with mute words, and so was everything around me, so I picked up a PEN, and wrote two poems. The one posted before this one and one more. Felt really good. Felt incredible actually. Well life proves to be a mystery. I'm digging this life thing, and ima play it out.

Thank you all.
This will be enough
For now...