How it turned out

Friends, I have been away for a long time, more than a year, in fact. I met her in a club and though she gave me a non-stage name that afternoon, I didn't know her real name until after we had gotten, ahem, acquainted. I learned quite a bit about Vietnamese culture in the last year. How they treat mom and dad, what they are supposed to do for brothers and sisters who haven't moved here, and how they feel about Americans. Oh and I thought I knew about daddy issues. Trust me when I tell you that you don't know daddy issues until you are paying for a girl's apartment and you are, in fact, old enough to be her dad.

It was sublime, it was a thrill. I learned a lot of pop music and my cialis expenses certainly hit the roof. While my SC expenses went to zero, the cost of commitment is oh so much higher. The upside always felt amazing. Changing someone's life and transforming mine, too. Thinking about how and when we could go public after both of us are divorced.

It was never really likely to work long term, but what is? I let so many things slide because the physical was so amazing. You'd have to ask her what she let slide. In the end, age differences, cultural and educational differences, and the legal/immigration pieces and the stresses of hiding things mounted odds that were insurmountable.

Yes I love her and yes I do think she loves me. Yes, realrelationships can emerge from digits shared in dim club spaces and I guess I should say be aware. It's left me a wiser and more aware guy, who is definitely better in bed. I might not have budgeted the costs of such adventures but what else is money for. In Frank Sinatra's words, it was a very good year...