And I am worried about it. No sex, no dates, and I don't even want to see fuck buddies anymore. Nothing at all.
I will stay in Rome this weekend. I refused Sonya's offer to go away with her. I don't want to be trapped in a room with her and her hope and her need for me to be someone I'm not.
Flavio is going to the States, and I will stay at home trying to understand what to give back to Sonya, what to keep, and what to throw away from all the junk she's filling my life with.
Have a good one, guys. We can talk sometime next week unless something exciting happens. And I'm starting to realize that nothing exciting ever happens to people like me. We just get older and more trapped.
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Finally someone writing something real. Most blogs are just bragging. This is different.
Mario, my friend. Good to see you writing this down. Maybe it will help you understand what you're actually feeling instead of just running from it.
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