So, this weekend is Glen weekend, and I dragged Nate along with me. Hence, he is spending 4 nights with me...in a tent, by ourselves. This whole situation is the basis for my post.
As I sat there last night, approx. 5 inchs from Nate's body, I kept thinking about one think. Not anything sexual, just luck. As in how lucky am I; I mean, although my best friend knows that I'm gay, we still do everything like I was straight. Spend the night, change in front of each other, the whole nine yards. And I don't think he will ever realize how much hope it gives me. Hope for life.
It makes me realize that although I may be marked as "different", have a couple more challenges thrown my way, may be looked down upon sometimes, and may just have a rougher life, there is still hope for a normal and fun life. I can only hope that this feeling of hope, and the feeling of having something to believe in, lasts...for life.
So that's my current feeling. I'll have more to come on Monday as I discuss something else.
CJD
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