Crossing lines of tenderness

As hard as waiting often is, it also, usually, helps to bring clarity.  Yesterday was particularly hard for me. Fortunately, though, my buddy Ron was available to talk with me for an hour while I was hiking on one of my favorite trails around sunset. Ron has an almost unrivaled capacity to balance deep emotionalContinue reading “Crossing lines of tenderness”

Shifting boundaries and conflicting needs

The night between Sunday & Monday, after rehearsal with the gay men’s chorus, I barely got four hours of sleep. The interactions with the guy on whom I have an intense, albeit aro-ace, crush had thrown me for a loop. Basically, we seemed to intentionally ignore each other during most of the evening both duringContinue reading “Shifting boundaries and conflicting needs”