The New M.E. Generation











After some time of sitting in the water, Christian and I loosened up, conversation wise that is. We pretty much talked about the general topics discussed during our first conversation.

But we remained static where we were. There were no hugs, kisses or other display of affections. Smiles and laughter were expressed more as a relief that this moment finally happened.

Also, his buddy was sitting on the boat so, although he was looking away, I couldn’t help but feel intimidated.

Yeah, I did want to show my joy in some way, but something inside of me told me not to. I can’t explain what it was, but I knew it would have been a bad move, especially after my past experiences with other men, plus all the complications I’ve had with this guy to get to this moment.

But as for today, I decided to just enjoy the moment for what it was.

Yep, I guess what we want the most sometimes takes the hardest work. But, did it have to be this complicated? Ah, whatever…

I’m relaxed and still talking to Christian when a ‘higher power’ interrupts the afternoon. I felt a strong wind moving towards us, the sun fading to gray, and the water getting cold.

I looked to the horizon and…what is that? Is that a storm??

No. No! This can’t be happening!!

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Let’s get something clear. Fashion shopping I do like when I venture to do it. The one regarding food, I don’t.

For me, going to the supermarket is like going hunting. You have to fight yourself around people, carts and aisles to get to what you need. I’ll tell you, this isn’t easy. Even more, when I’m done, I feel tired.

So, I dragged myself to the place like I usually do, list at hand, with the goal, as I usually do, to get this over fast, pronto, like, now.

You know what I mean.

So far I’ve accomplished exactly that, going around quickly, pushing that cart with the same determination that I do when exercising.

I’m at the Produce section and I’m looking around searching for something when, out of the blue, I see a guy with a white long sleeve shirt, blue jeans and aviator sunglasses, walk by quickly in the opposite side of where I’m standing.

I see him but he doesn’t see me.

At first, my facial expression was one of puzzlement of ‘is that…??,’ to one that changed to of having a very big smile and laughing loudly deep within me.

‘That was Erik! Of course, of course, of course!’ I said to myself.

I’m still holding on to my cart, and laughing, but now thinking, ‘this can’t be happening!’

Hmm, should I chase him down (like in hunting) or just let it go?

I better make my move before the prey gets away, that’s for sure.

But the moment is so funny I can’t think straight.

Should I or shouldn’t it?



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