Back from round one of apartment ‘cruising’. Me and Irene didn’t have any appointments set up to see places, so we just did a series of ‘drive-by’s’.
The first one is a condo in a three-unit building, and the next door neighbor (whom Irene drew out onto his back porch) is a very attractive black man with light brown highlights in his hair, and a very pleasant personality. She says he liked me, but that would be too much to hope. Besides, my whole life will be undergoing some significant changes – my astrologer told me so – and I hope (tentatively) that I will be changing my habit of objectifying men. I’m really, really not sure, but I think I might prefer to meet and get to know them – to engage with their heart and mind without bailing and diving into their pants.
But that is a nice thought, still.