Making peace...

I've finally made peace with my failed romances with Tommy & George — for the first time in many months feel less anxious as I've realized there is nothing I can do to change anything. Haven't heard from Tommy since mid-February, tho I've left messages & sent e-cards (which he does read because I get receipts saying the card has been picked up). Guess I fucked up big time by telling him I'd talk to him in my own good time because it brought his stubborn streak to the surface. I'm sure he'd rather die than give in & talk to me. At least for now.

George finally called last weekend & we had a great talk. He has gone back home, but is far from happy — said he still has a lot of unresolved issues — isn't sure it'll work out between them, but they're trying. At least the bad feelings between us have been resolved...

I've been having lots of first dates lately. The fireman was a stiff & the newest one, Sam, seemed only to want to fuck me. Things happen (or not) for reasons unknown to us. When something's right, it'll stick. Maybe it will be Tommy, maybe not. At present, I'd be happy if he just communicated... But I don't think he will. Too proud. Too stubborn...