Been used again

What's worse than being a f--k buddy?

Being a f--k buddy without the f--king.

Good bye Janet

It has been a long six months of trying to connect to you. Maybe I really don't get this courtship game. I've been trying to ask you to come out with me, to go on dates with me but the wall between us is too high. Yes, I find you attractive but I also want to know if I like you as a person. We were never friends and my attempts in getting a date is my way of making friends with you. We never meet in our normal lives. You don't play sports, you don't play online games. And you managed to get in conflict with the one friend we both have in common. You called her former friend, I don't even know what she calls you. I don't ask her what happened between you two and since you don't even meet me regularly, I can't even attempt to reconcile you two.

My friends call me inconsistent. They say I lack perseverance. They don't see that I'm choosy in choosing friends and much more choosy in choosing a wife. I need a wife, not a trophy. I need a person who will be with me through my hard times, not just my good times. Trophy wives often leave you when times are tough.

I can stand on my own, thank you, but company is always welcome. Freeloaders are not.

Which you are, I'll never know but I've chosen to leave, so be it. No more turning back.

Good bye, beautiful Janet.

Blockage

Writing takes energy. Very often it has to share limited resources with more important things. Like the day job. Like the (lack of) girlfriend. Like the alternate world. I'm tired. Black all day and all night long. Exhaustion and deep sighs fill my waking moments.

Midgard Sojourn has hit a major writing blockage. Midgard Anthologies has lots of unfinished drafts. Sojourn Notes, well, if there isn't anything new, it means that everything that went on before, has come back again, a replay of years.

40 more years left in my sojourn. I'm glad.