Mild weather is upon us – so un-winter-like. It’s no proof spring is imminent, but perhaps there is spring in the air, or at least a reason to have spring in my step.
I’m like a bear waking in spring … hungry, and looking for someone interesting, a female who is interesting. How do we find a rare commodity? Do we find gems in a gem store, delicious treats in a delicious treats store?
I don’t think we need aging, death or near-death experiences to breathe new life and energy into our psyche – or body. I’m lookin’ for that. I’ve found some, plenty actually, and it isn’t so much that I need someone with a ton of their own – I’m happy to share, but I need someone quite extraordinary and tolerant to share with … not such rare qualities methinks, but ‘all-in-one’ and someone I’m drawn to like moths to a bright light? That’s harder to find.
Meeting someone new is some’ting updating/elating happening every day for most of us. The majority of those interactions are ‘new cashier at the store’, or person behind you in line. In line – in stores, theatres, the next chair somewhere, waiting to be served or populating/radiating while riding the same elevating/escalating device you are riding. Mostly people we’ve never seen before, likely won’t see again. Some, familiar faces – we’ve never been introduced. A phone call, wrong number or someone wanting/something … again, we’ve never met and our best friend never introduced us.
So many tiny ’ting/lubricating things – start with dreamy hopes, ending in ‘ating’. Yes, a-ting. Procrastinating. Intermediating. Frustrating. Get the picture … they end in ‘ating’. We are calculating/compensating and hopeful of inaugurating/calibrating something fascinating/captivating with someone co-creating/dedicating effort, indicating/commiserating is called for.
I’ve been mulling these thoughts in conjunction with another activity I’ve resumed lately – the world of on-line rating/dating in hopes of meeting/eating with someone worth dating/debating in wide-eyed anticipation of curating/creating a relationship suitable for speculating/mating. Recreating/inundating, creating/orchestrating with no desire for someone whose game is manipulating/fulminating.
Hoping for that moment so elating/repeating that might graduate to floating/doting activities and hyrating/vibrating – the osculating/jubilating and exploring a landscape undulating/salivating which is indicating/correlating to blissful relating/accelerating and co-creating/rearticulating what we want and hope for so many years after procreating/incubating children days have long passed deteriorating/reheating.
Resuscitating/demonstrating we still have it, somehow, characteristics someone would want to be anticipating/culminating without incriminating/exasperating ourselves so openly and shamelessly that we’ll be found out, found deliberating/cogitating – we’ll be amalgamating/conflating everything that ever was exhilarating/stimulating.
When I’m gone (in about 40 years) I’ll be not be ready for defibrillating/cremating, but rather commiserating/calibrating and rewarding someone for reincorporating/celebrating me into becoming a new someone young with replacement parts worthy of gyrating/sweating again.
Everything ends with some ’ting’.
And everything worthwhile begins with some ’ting.
Winter’s back is broken – spring around the corner, spring in our step – no more hibernating/cyber-dating.
Might be for me, again, but not essential when so many other things are. Dictating is not for me. Tell me ‘what to do’ and I’m gone. But tease me, please me, stimulate my curiosity and respect – well now, that’s a beginning.
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