I was seeing a guy for a while and it ended recently - about three weeks ago. I've been surprised at how this particular ending has lingered . . . I don't feel upset very often, and I'm not crying into my Ben & Jerry's. It's not like that. I just think about him, think about conversations we had and time we spent together. It's not even all the time, but he comes to mind regularly. I thought I might run into him today at Rose City Comic Con, so I was mildly bracing for that. And then I went to an India.Arie show tonight (WOW - really. Really, really wow.) and I had wanted to take him, so I couldn't help but think of him during that. There are a couple more things coming up, like the Blazers/Cleveland game, that I thought we'd be going to together. I guess that will be a little bittersweet, but maybe after those events pass I'll think of him less.
I liked him a lot. He seemed different, was different, than a lot of people I meet and guys I've dated. In the end, it wasn't a terribly mature situation - we did a little on/off, which I don't think I've ever done before. I mean, once it's off - there's no real reason to think it's going to work. At least, under normal circumstances. And when we parted ways, he kind of did me wrong. I mean, he definitely did. But again, the whole thing wasn't ideal for either of us. I wasn't at my best either.
I talked about him here before - in April. I was all excitement, and then disappointment. When it was time to get excited again, I didn't blog about him. I think I was too busy being excited that he was back. But I'm surprised at how much this one is staying with me, so I wanted to put it on paper. I had a huge amount of fun with him. And I thought we had something kind of unique. I think more than upset, I'm just surprised that it didn't work - really surprised. It still seems like it should have, even with kind of a crash and burn at the end. So back to disappointment. One last time, at least with this guy.