Well, it's been 4 days since I landed back in the land of the delta blues. The plane landed, but I was still floating up there on cloud 9.....and then the reality set in.
The reality that this new found spark was now 22 hours away from me. . .I could pick up the phone and call, but I could not reach out and touch...was the connection so strong that it was going to make it the 40 days until we reconnected? Didn't I say I wasn't going to over-analyze this? Didn't I say that for once in my life I was just going to let things happen, yah, well that lasted all of 48 hours.
I blame the undying love and support of my friends on the current disection taking place of my romantic situation. "What's the catch?" I do not have enough fingers and toes to add up the times I have been asked that question over the last 4 days. So maybe I should provide a little background here. New York is older than me. Older as in the 10-15 year older bracket. He is single, never married, no kids, no baggage. So...."what's the catch?". For once in my life I would like to think there isn't one. I would like to believe that this 6'6'' chunk of awesomeness was just placed here for my own personal enjoyment and mine alone. But is that realistic? I sure as hell hope so. Only time will tell. . .
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