So, friends and lovers, what can I say–the FM was getting stale, and I had been restless, so when I was given the opportunity to leave for a bit–I jumped at it. But first, let me back up–things will make more sense that way.
If you read me regularly, you know that this summer has been a challenge. My house isn’t finished–so I’m still in the guestroom at 1214. J and I split up after 5 1/2 years, which sucked bad, but I’m adjusting and actually enjoying hanging out with someone who makes no demands on me whatsoever. It feels good to be accepted to that degree–it’s definitely a new experience for me. And he’s nice–like really, truly sweet. Wow. I know, right?!
Which leads me back to here and now–and how I came to be in Bemidji today–and watching an amazing band right now as I write this. Oh COME ON, people! You should know by now that just about every adventure in my world starts with, “there was this guy…”. And this is no different–well the adventure–the guy is WAY different–unlike anyone that I’ve ever met. He is truly remarkable–in a very good way. It’s rare to meet people like this just out of the blue. And thank God that I did.
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