Driving home last night in a rare moment, I finally got something and when I read my comments Marlan had confirmed it. When Tom told me that in Chicago I could just get in a cab and ask for Boys Town, he was not giving sexual hints. He was pointing me back on the road. This stopped being a journey about sex a while ago. I can e-mail JJ tomorrow and meet in a local motel if that is the only purpose.
So when I go to Chicago, I will not go on CL. I will not go to a bar with that Washington like need not to go home alone.
I will take the cab to Boys Town and will have that beer. It may be alone or maybe with someone else. I may feel comfortable or I may feel out of water. Maybe I will never speak or maybe I will make a friend. Maybe I will never touch and maybe I will be on my knees.
And any of it will be okay because I will go with no road map for a change, I will see the scenery and I will have faith that my choices will reflect my self.
1 AM is for sleeping. “Good Night Moon…”