I Am Not Gone!

I am not gone. I am still here. I just took some time off from blogging to deal with my feelings and and to deal with life. August was a horrible month in my personal life and in my professional life. I really hope that September is better in both areas. There is a lot of shit going on in my life right now.

After what happened with K, I took a few days and went to the Outer Banks to relax. Got some sun and forgot about everything that was on my mind. I was hearing from K everyday before I left for the beach. I have not heard from him, since I got back. I am conflicted about that. I miss him. The fact that I miss him concerns me. I don’t know where this goes.

This trip to the beach really opened my eyes to the whole fetish gay men have with straight boys. There were a hell of a lot of young hotties parading along the beach in their surfing shorts. I have never been that hung up on the straight boy thing, but it looked sweet at the beach. I got a few returned looks, which convinced me that some of these boys ain’t so straight but nothing came of it. Clearly, it wouldn’t have been cool to talk-up an old guy on the beach. But, they did look!

I had an e-mail from Gareth waiting me when I got back. We have been e-mailing off and on since we hooked-up in Italy. He is the English lad I met on the train to Milan, when I was in Europe. He has been to southern Italy, Sicily, Greece and Turkey, since I left Milan for Rome. I have been trying to convince him to visit the US for a while. I, of course, generously offered him a place to crash! Thinking back, I was crazy not to rendezvous with him when I was finished in Rome. I could kick myself now!

I think I popped a guy’s cherry last Sunday evening. I was bored and horny, so I was checking out Craigslist. I'll post about that soon.