Engaging Enlightenment

I haven't written much lately - there's been so much going on inside my head and outside of it. Poor George met with bad weather and had to abandon his ocean race and came back with a bum knee and I've been working my tail ends off. The project is mentally engaging, which is probably why I come home exhausted most times. I also met a brand new Mark... Mark C. He's absolutely delightfully geeky, nerdy, and we get along like two peas in a pod. Last Friday we went out for drinks after work after pulling a 9 hour day. We went to Black et Rouge and sampled some seriously succulent wines. Then on Sunday we went to Pier 23 for a late lunch and went on a epic fail journey looking for pina colada at a bar. Who wouldn't known that SF bars don't have blenders?! W. T. F.

Inside my head I've been working out a few things, meditating, reflecting, analyzing, and understanding my fears, vulnerabilities, weaknesses, etc. I wrote to Michel and apologized. I made my amends, but no forgiveness is to be had. He never replied, even though he added me on Google+. So I took him out of my friends circle and into the Who The Hell Are You circle. I can't call him a friend if the fucker doesn't bother to reply or grant me forgiveness. It sucks, but it is what it is. I'm not going to be upset over this. Too much spilt milk already.

I went on a date Monday night, but I will not let this one go anywhere. He lives in SJ and has 2 kids for chrisakes. Baggage!

And through all of this, of not having a job and not giving a shit, to having a job and not giving a shit... I am suddenly at peace with myself. I miss B a lot, but I know that too shall pass. What really matters is I maintain my peace and serenity. I've been reading a lot of Hafiz and Rumi and exploring my spirituality. I feel curiously complete inside my own skin.