It’s been five days since the party, and I’m still thinking of that remarkably beautiful lady, [Linda]. I really fell for her I guess; way more than I expected, or even wanted. Don’t get me wrong. She’s a fantastic woman and I’d love to have a “second” date with her on the town somewhere. But until, if ever, she wants this too, I must be patient. That’s hard to do though, when the heart is crying out with such a loud voice, demanding to see her again immediately.
But the blues are retreating some, and my interest in meeting other women is returning. I’m back into my blogging life and loving it, and soon, unless [Linda] nurtures my attraction by reciprocating, I’ll forget about her. No problem. I’ve done this many times before, and it’s getting easier and easier with each repetition.
I hate that “missing” part of being in love though. It’s no fun to miss someone while brimming with desire for them. I don’t enjoy being unable to communicate with them. The powerlessness of this part I despise, where my hands are tied and there’s nothing I can do to ease the pain, except to just let it pass in its own time.
But maybe there is a solution. If I knew several ladies as captivating as [Linda], then getting over [Linda] would be a snap. If I was to miss her too much, I could just invite another to take her place. Yes, I like that. That way, I’m less vulnerable to one lady; I wouldn’t have to wait around as much, looking for a call or letter that so often, never comes. With my little black book in hand, I could relieve that ache of yearning when she fails to call me as quickly as I’d like, by simply calling someone else. Hmmmm. This could be a good medicine.
So perhaps at the next party, I’ll check out those other two sweeties that caught my eye at the last one. If I start feeling too much for one, then I’ll just switch to another, then another, and then another if I must! I’ll keep my options open. In this way, I can accommodate women more at their (slower) pace, because my desire to be with a particular girl would decrease if I was to have access to many particular girls.
Yes. I’ll build a stable of dream girls. Then in that stable, I’ll find the strength to be patient until one of them insists that I tear down the stable and leave its ruins, with her, hand in hand, to build a new life together. This works for me. Click here for a follow-up post.
As wonderful of a time as I had during our sessions I would not want to be the cause of you not meeting other young ladies there and sampling all the parties have to offer. Make sure you save atleast one session for me though
Absolutely.
[Linda],
I very much regret now, proposing this stable idea. I guess I knew soon after we parted the last time that I would be very vulnerable to you. So I felt the need to protect myself, because similar past weaknesses for women have turned out to be quite painful. I hoped to avoid that pain this time, by employing the stable as a way of mitigating my weakness for ladies like you; ladies that I supremely desire.
But in even bringing up the stable, I fear that I have stained the sincerity that you said you liked so much about me. The stable was a really dumb idea. Believe me when I tell you that I didn’t want to do it; not really. I do not relish the notion of dating several women at once. I’m not out to just put another notch on my bedpost. The thought of that turns my stomach. But I was so afraid of getting hurt that, at least at first, the stable seemed like it could be a useful measure to take. But it’s not, and it never would be if we were to start dating. I promise.
Here’s a follow-up piece that expresses my shame for even mentioning this, along with an apology.
http://tomslovequest.com/2009/05/20/the-stable-idea-has-problems/
I hope that this is not why you’ve been so quiet of late. The truth is that I could not imagine going out with anyone else, if you and I were dating. Please. Never doubt that. I am very, very sorry that I mislead you to think otherwise, with this ridiculous notion of the stable.
Please forgive me.