Sex As An Obligation [Updated]

Sally and I had a discussion the other day and it really got under my skin. Why?
It was about the notion of "sex as an obligation."
Damn, my life can be complicated at times.
Here's what happened...

On "Love At First Sight"

For me, this is an interesting post, because the subtitle to the post should be "Unicorns do exist!" or something similarly kitschy.

I know this is true, because it happened to me!

I wasn't looking for it to happen and I didn't plan to fall in love with anyone.

So much for what I think and plan for, huh?

The Best Is Yet To Come Undone

This is the title to a song by the rock group Lit... and it's also how I've been feeling the past couple of days.

It's not like I've been feeling down, but the reality of my situation has been hitting home for me. That's when it makes for really rough times.

A Failure To Communicate

As the old movie line goes:

"What we have here is a failure to communicate!"

Of course, what movie were talking about is actually irrelevant. I don't remember and I don't care. n the grand scheme of things, the source is not important. What is important is the fact that there is a failure to communicate here.

And what to do about that is going to be a question that I am going to need to consider.

The More Things Change...

The more they stay the same... Or so goes that old saying.
In this case, I think it's interesting that it's not that far from the truth.

I found out that Sally got sick last night, after having gone out with Rick.
She didn't feel well this morning and said that she was feeling a bit cranky, dealing with what she'd been dealing with so far.

I thought to myself "well, there's not much I can do about what you already have to do, but I can sure do something to brighten your day, right?"
That's when I invited her to lunch. She accepted.

So I left to join her for lunch.
Here's what happened...

Temporary Stay of Execution

Well, at least that's what it currently feels like.
After Sally and I had that series of interactions, including her e-mail to me, things got kind of sketchy.
I took on writing my (usual) thoughtful and detailed reply to her.
And then she interrupted me in the middle of it.
Why? Well...

And There It Goes...

That is the sound of the "other, other shoe" dropping.

Heh. I knew that there was something building! When something starts getting under Sally's skin, she starts looking for reasons to justify why she should disconnect or take an action that she considers unfavorable.

We've been together for over two years now -- in both good times and bad times. I have a pretty good feel for how things go when they start to come unwound.

Here's how it went down...

"Nobody Knows The Trouble I've Seen..." [Updated]

Yes, this is a title of an old spiritual that was made popular by Louis Armstrong, but it's also kind of my theme song these days. I'm beginning to feel like the old expression my Grandfather had after a night out of drinking:

"I feel like I've been shot at & missed and shit at & hit"

Why? Let me explain...