4th Quarter Kickoff

I wake up in grandma's afghan. My room is cool, but not cold. One would not freeze because even at 10a.m. it is apparent that the day's warmth is going to be shining through the window soon enough. It was 3:38a.m. the last time I bothered to hunt down the time. I tailed Sebastian to his home from the club, Fire Island, in Long Beach. Today is his 26th birthday and it was celebrated with a cross-section of his friends last night at The Yardhouse and then dancing. (Kevin & Eddy, Matt & Patricio, Chris & Javier, Ed, Meike, Kelly & Shawn, Joanna, John & Wade, Victor & Erica, Mark and Andrea. I don't believe I've forgotten anyone.)

I have the potential for two new girlfriends: Meike and Andrea.

While waiting to be seated, I felt a tap on my back. It was Arturo walking by. He, Luis, Sedrick & Aries had just finished eating and were on their way over to Jeff & Guy's place for the evening. I felt happiness in seeing him, strangeness in not being introduced to Luis and something wistful about the notion of hanging out at Jeff & Guy's. All together, it's that feeling I get when I am no long part of something that I have brought together; like the children you have brought into the world who are now making their own decisions.

I'm trying something new. No more speed dial on the cell phone. I'm forcing myself to know everyone's phone number. Not only is it an exercise for the mind, it's remaining closer than convenience. Hmm...CLOSER THAN CONVENIENCE, a poem or song title.