Whelp. Was never able to get back onto OD for the rest of my trip. But now Im back. Took the morning off to try to compose myself. Unpack. Get expenses together. All that stuff. Of course, Im screwing around on OD instead.
This entry will have to be quick.
Fantastic trip. In fact, one of the very, very best. Never enough time to do all the things that I want to do. Or need to do for that matter. My work suffered a bit because of time constraints, but I kept reminding myself that Im outta there anyway. Why was I so concerned about having everything perfect?
Especially with the Cute Canadian Boy distraction.
No time to go into too many details. Lets just say that I was unprepared to have my socks knocked off. But they were. Canuk is amazing. I simply cant believe that Ive got so much going on in the man department right now. I suppose its a nice dilemma to be in. But theres just soooooooo much going on at this point. And I fear the time when things start tumbling down.
But I should enjoy the moment, right? Please say yes.
Canuk is a beautiful, sexy man. Bright. Insightful. Intimidatingly handsome. Impeccable style. And a true, true gentleman.
After the last entry, I spent all of my free time with him. A blur of sangria and tapas. Blues. Thai food. The Kissing Table. French place. Wandering the streets of SoHo. Martinis. Wine. Cheap beer during happy hour. Whispers. Sleep in his arms. No sex. Just luscious backrubs and kisses. Cups of some kind of special Canadian brand coffee in the early mornings before my appointments.
Our connection was a complete and total surprise.
Weve already been on the net checking air fares to my new city.
Who knows where this will go. Weve discussed expectations and the fact that there really cant be any right now.
Im just savoring this feeling. I feel attractive and successful and wanted.
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