What a week. I miss my London walks – the human body is not meant to be as sedentary as I am and I am in pain because of it. I’ve also had some intense experiences with several men and after a few days of flopping around about it I am righted. Lesson learned?: Just be Hy.
Be Hy even if she has “no chill,” even if she seems bitchy or crazy. I am sick and tired of Chill being the benchmark for dating behavior. You go MIA after we fuck? Not fucking cool, man, and I’m gonna call you on it. Nicely, of course, but as soon as I sent those texts to the offending men (yes, men) I felt instantly better.
But then I felt bad because OMG what if I came off as having no chill?? Then I was reminded by wonderful friends that being myself and having standards is actually perfectly ok. And then I felt better once again and that sense of calm has stayed with me.
I know I’m late posting this, but I was busy with a very nice and interesting fella last night – first a 3 hour date of oysters and rosé then 3 hours on the phone. I’m sure you’ll forgive my tardiness. And you know how it goes… I’ll let y’all know if it’s worth it to even share more about him.
Enjoy the loveliness today!
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After a year another pic from a lazy afternoon.