What am I, a child?
Rose and I talked for a lot longer than either of us expected we would.
Mentioned that I was still online friends with about a quarter of the women I (very) casually dated but not with anyone I dated seriously in my life.
Me: I got a lotta randos on my f-list, which is fine, because I’m a rando to them. Could probably cut out 90% of those and not blink. Told Alison I’d do it for her but she told me she didn’t care. She knew that I didn’t f___ with marriage.
Her: Oh, no. I’m not friends with any of them at all. And I’d kill my husband if I found out he was talking to or seeing an ex.
Me: Does it really matter? Fiat and prohibition? You can’t stop people from doing what they wanna do. Even when you stop them from doing it, in their heart, they still wanna do it. You just end up making them wanna do it more. If someone thinks someone or something else is a better offer, you can’t do much but let them go find out.
As for her, she ended up marrying her fella from the UK not that long ago.
Her: I think we had quail.
Me: God, you’re so British.
I couldn’t go to the wedding cause it was in the UK and: Cancer, kid, life, death, drinking. You pick.
Her: I actually met him when I was Gymgirl’s age. We broke up for…three years? Because of a buncha things. It was Bobby that convinced me to try again.
Me: (curious) Why’d you try again?
Her: He was trying to get back with me. (laughs) He was 31 when he came back. I told him to put a ring on it or go away.
Me: Evidently, that worked.
Her: Evidently. (glancing down at phone) Oh, that’s him…
It was late when we started finishing up.
Me: I gotta kick you out.
Her: Fiiiine. I’m gonna chug this. (drinks more of my rum) You’re not really going back in the dating world are you?
Me: Not unless you can get me a trust fund baby. (grinning) Don’t think I’ve been single and non-suicidal for … ever. Maybe I should try it.
Her: You should. Hey, whatever happened to Daisy, or Gradgirl? Or X?
Me: X’s gone. Daisy’s seeing the love of her life. So is Gradgirl, I think. Besides, neither looks at love and marriage like you and I do.
Her: Yeah, you gotta respect marriage, or even committed relationships. (thinking) How do you keep meeting all these women? Do you use an app?
Me: Why do people keep asking that? I use my personality and this face here. (points at face)
Her: (laughs) Well, stop bashing it all up.
We talked and drank a little more. Had a whole conversation about God that I gotta organize and write about someday but not right now.
I will say:
Her: I feel the need to tell you that I’m about to cry. I’m not asking you to stop, but…
Me: OK, then just lemme say that if there is a God – your God – he f___ked my family. And now, (sighing) we can stop.
On that pleasant note, she got ready to go.
Her: Hey, if the Gymgirl comes back (pause) talk to her, OK?
Me: Sure. We’re in the same orbit and I owe her a lot. But why?
Her: Maybe I like her, despite everything. (shrugging) She impresses me. She’s impressive. She kept your attention and she kept you from dying. Both are unique and both are something. Big somethings. No excuse but still…
Me: Like I said, we should all be with the one we want most. But, I’ll take it under advisement. Now, you gonna get back to your hotel ok?
Her: What am I, a child? (hugs me) I can hold my liquor, Logan.
Me: So you keep telling me. Goodnight, Rose.
Her: Night, Logan.
Location: don’t even ask
Mood: hot
Music: in love with the shape of you
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4 replies on “Conversations with Rose, Pt2”
I love this. What I love the most is that GymGirl stopped you from dying. Now that she’s gone, I am worried about you. Are there other people in your life who stop you from dying?
I agree that you can’t stop people from doing what they want to do. When you wrote the following words, I hope that you were talking about women, not death: “Even when you stop them from doing it, in their heart, they still wanna do it. You just end up making them wanna do it more. If someone thinks someone or something else is a better offer, you can’t do much but let them go find out.”
Personally, I would rather have a living womaniser in my life than a dead non-womaniser.
Well, the main thing that will stop me from dying is the boy. He’s enough for me to want to stay here. That, and perhaps I’ll see the US respected in the eyes of the world again – one can only hope.
Yes, that line is about anyone; you can forbid them for doing something but people find a way to do what they want to do, regardless. That’s why there’s so much sneaking around and lying in the world.
Ha, thanks for the last comment, Helen. Hopefully, you’re not the only one that feels that way.
I am British and I respect the US and its people, and every other country and its people. When you feel suicidal, what makes you want to leave this planet the most? My friend says that I am the book version of a womaniser. I pick up and abandon books like some people pick up and abandon women. She said I’m book promiscuous. I’m going to get a reputation, apparently.
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