Friday Night And Not Doing Anything…

Have been out the last three nights… Had dinner with a friend, Mark, one night and drank lots and probably shouldn’t have driven home. The second night I was chatting to this guy on-line and ended up driving to his house way down the river and in the middle of the bush. It took 30 minutes after leaving the city to get there. Jesse is his name. He is 25 and has just bought into the most prestigious hair salon in Launceston – The Terrace. I used to have my haircut there when I lived here. He is very incongruous. He looks like a hairdresser. His hair is like three different colours. He is tall and beautiful. He has a piercing below his lip and on his tongue. He lives on a farm, raises guinea pigs, has sheep, cattle and horses and drives a red ute. The sort of car that a farm boy would drive, not an up and coming hairdresser. We sat and chatted for ages when I arrived at his house. He is really so very nice. And the danger signal is being so comfortable with someone you have just met. I met him the third night and we had dinner and then we both went back to his place. We left the restaurant because he said to me that he just had to kiss me. I have had to say to him that we have started something that we can’t do. Or I can’t do. He knows about Ade. I told him that I love Ade. It’s funny – but I know that when you can look at someone like I have looked at him and he has looked at me that there is chemistry bubbling. I know from experience. Sex is sex – but love is something different. Wrong time – wrong place. Oh boy…