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Temptation

Today I am thankful that I passed the temptation test.


So...the universe sent to me a hot, Leo, Pagan, Libertarian, Bass Player who is also a political activist.


Oh....did I tell you that he likes to hug. 


Oh...did I tell you that he looks strikingly similar to my ex-boyfriend Thomas when he was in high school. I want to know where he found that elusive fountain of youth.


Oh...did I tell you that he shares Steve's birthday?


Hmmmmmm........


He's NOT what I want. 


I can't exactly pinpoint why that is. 


I went to a restaurant where his band was playing.  He ran up and gave me a big hug. 


He watched me through the night.   I could see him point at me from the stage.  The lead singer would nod.  It was weird.

I met a Lakota man and his Irish wife.  I met a woman who sold Pagan ritual clothing.  I met a man who made hypnotic posters. 

It was fun. 


At the end of the night, when my bass playing friend was exhausted from running around the stage with his beautiful blonde 5-string fretted Fender, he ran up....gave me a big hug...and said..."damn, you're so much prettier and fun in person!"


He's so much like me.  I want to know why I am not interested. 


What is it? 


I'm thinking that if I had that answer, I could define what it is about Steve that I like so much. 




Edit sometime later:


Oh well....


I've been sick for the past few days. 


Now, I am worried.


My ex-husband was in pre-op today.  He needs to have a metal plate put into his arm.  When he was consulting with the doctor, something happened and he wound up in the ER.


I just got the call. 


I'm his ex-wife so details are sketchy at this point. 


I am in tears. 


Why can't I have a month without drama?


Why?


UGH!!! 


He's in the same hospital Steve was in a couple of months ago.  I have half a mind to drive down there and hypnotize the staff into telling me what is going on. 


I'm not married to Steve and they told me. 


Maybe I can get someone to spill the beans so I can help Mike get better. 


I know it sounds stupid but, if you're the praying type, please pray for Mike. 


The kids need their father.


Love ya,


S.

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