3:01 p.m. - 2005-09-20
My New Motorcicle
The last few days between John and I have been very tumultuous. Two ‘around 30-year-olds’ bringing together two lives worth of fear, pain and insecurities isn’t the easiest thing in the world. I think that’s why people get married young. That way they don’t have the difficult task of putting two independently developed lives together. Instead they spend their lives fighting to establish and identity inside a mushy-married-baby-making machine! Sucks to be them!
Anyway, I catch myself pulling away, putting up defenses, indulging my paranoia and being a general pain in the ass. And if you think I can throw up walls, this man is a brick-layin’ fool. So between the two of us, it sometimes gets….quiet.
But then one of us breaks…and we talk about it. And we talk about it. And we talk about it. This is the time that we are speaking two very different languages to one another, and then getting frustrated with the other doesn’t understand. It’s a lot like that Mars/Venus book says. **Shoot me now for saying it**
In time, we get to the real issue in a way we both understand, and then it flows out of us like a river.
So the tumultuous times have passed for now and we are back to that place that makes me glow like a little virgin!
Last night, John bought me a Katana 600 on which to play and learn to ride properly! We are both very excited!!
I wanna ride on my motorcicle….but I still want his pickle!!

previous - next