On meetings and greetings and other stuff  

broadluvs77 53F
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6/1/2006 4:47 am

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On meetings and greetings and other stuff

Well, school this last semester is pretty tough. It's not so much that the class itself is so hard, but that there is so much to do in such a short period of time. I'm really burning my candle at both ends these days, so to speak. I only have 2 more weeks, so it won't be long before I can take a deep breath and relax a little.

School isn't what I'm so cynical about, though.

It's sex and relationships and meeting new people that's gotten to me lately. Maybe it's a little less cynicism than it is just plain old fashioned frustration. The last few men I've met were great, but things just haven't worked out, and I'm beginning to wonder if I'm ever going to find the right lover/friend for me. I don't believe that there is anything WRONG with me - or with the men I've met for that matter. Believe me, I've gone over and over everything that I've said and done and everything that they have said and done.

Take for instance the last guy I met. He was very honest with me up front about what he was looking for. He wants a friend and a lover and he's not looking for a wife. Hey, sounds great to me - I'm not out looking for a husband like most men believe women are - I'm looking for a good friend who I can have incredible sex with as often as possible (I want to emphasize the word 'friend' here, too. I'm a pretty independent woman, and although it would be nice to have someone there I can share my life with, I don't want to share my space and have him around 24-7 or wanting me to account for my every move when we're apart. I'm not even sure if I want a monogamous relationship, either.). Anyway, we can talk for hours. He's amazed that I actually enjoy porn and seem to be relatively intelligent. We meet, and hit it off pretty well. At least well enough to decide to get together again. We end up spending a night together at his house, and have really great sex a couple of times. Things just didn't quite feel right the next morning, though. It would be nice to see him again - he's got a golden tongue, but I just don't feel like there's a potential for a friendship there. Sure enough, I get an e-mail from him a few days later. He doesn't think things are going to work out.

Oh well, I guess I'll just have to keep looking,......

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