Waking up Alone

I woke up with the distinct yearning to wake up with someone next to me. I was trying to figure out who was the last one that I woke up with, and it was Finance. After him I’ve been with Mr Gris, but he needs to go home because of his son, and the MS had plans that night. But really, I don’t want to wake up with either of them. I know Mr Gris isn’t relationship material even though I love spending time with him, we get along great, and the sex is pretty good, he’s the closest thing I’ve had to a Lover. And the MS is the deffinition of Friends with Benefits.

I’m getting ready to head to Italy for a month. I’m hoping to learn a ton about Italian wine, and maybe some of the Eat Pray Love meets Under the Tuscan Sun meets How Stella got Her Groove Back shit. I’m hoping to have my shit in order by the time I get back as far as the direction of my career. Fingers crossed.

So until then, what am I doing? I’ve got Mr Gris, and the MS, and don’t want to start anything serious before I leave. The apps are fun again. I’ve cracked at least the Bumble code, asking everyone that I match with if they want to grab a drink. It’s worked almost every time!

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