We all think about what could have been
Quite a weekend.
Friday I spent quietly at home because I went out Monday and Thursday of last week.
Saturday was a different story:
- 7AM – 2PM Work
- 2PM – 4PM fencing
- 4PM – 7PM dinner party
- 7PM – 9PM speed dating thing (I didn’t participate, I was just catching up with a friend that ran the event)
- 10PM – 11PM Birthday party
- 11PM – 3AM Club
- 3AM – 7AM Extracurricular activity
I’d put in more details but I’m still trying to remember them.
Been running into ex-girlfriends in the oddest of ways. In a manner of speaking.
At the speed dating thing, I met a girl that knew my first girlfriend. She told me that my ex was still single. For some reason, that didn’t surprise me.
The birthday party was full of girls that actually stayed at my house 10 years ago, (wait for it) for a church retreat sponsored by my third girlfriend. They’re all about 26-28 now. Quite weird. They told me that my third girlfriend is married, pregnant and happy. I’m glad to hear.
I just got home about 15 minutes ago and in my in box is an email from another ex-girlfriend from Europe. She’s going to send me some pictures of my time in Europe. She’s a sweetheart.
My past likes to visit me.
It’s fine.
I enjoy the company.
Location: @1AM, lying on a red bed listening to the rain
Mood: thoughtful
Music: our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags Do you remember me?
11 replies on “Possible pasts”
Fencing, eh? What weapon?
Rapier (espada) – I'm not very good, though.
So classical instead of olympic style fencing. SCA?
Sort of – it's more like Espada y Dagga/Spanish sword & dagger system.
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