I still miss the flirting. That is bad. I do not need that to feel well.
But, Lupita! You are a red-hot Mama!
I think he was the wrong person to flirt with, that's all. I don't think it's bad to miss flirting. Your sexuality has been under wraps for a long time and you've lost weight, gotten even more gorgeous, you're feeling life and blazing salsa music running through your veins, your body is healthy and vigorous from lots of exercise and fresh air, you have a beautiful nose, and flirting is OKAY! (You just saved yourself a bunch of suffering by your smart choice not to FUSE and SLEEP and THROW YOURSELF AWAY with
this particular man.) Good, good.
I have had 2 surprising flirtations this week (one the crush who came to the shop, but I haven't heard a peep...that's okay, I'm amazed to realize after just brief disappointment that if he's not ready then it's a
positive not to hear from him), and the other a handsome Irish (in Boston) CEO long-distance customer with whom I had a spark on the phone. I was just in a joyous mood and didn't take his big-shot pomp seriously and chatted away and he wound up calling me later just to talk-- about his struggle with workaholism, how it felt to grow up on a big estate where his father was the manager, his frustration over the social changes in Ireland, etc. It was fascintating and great fun.
I think you're doing the same with dance. Enjoying the rhythms and connections. And I have such faith there will be new ones that will make you look back and say to yourself, good grief, and to think I wasted a couple months feeling badly over that ridiculously inappropriate other person! (If you even bother to think about him at all.)
Cha cha
Hops