Sunday, September 03, 2006

The weekend

I sailed around the lake all day today. You were on the boat with me. We stole glances at each other. Sunglasses are strange things ... you never know where one is looking. Though the sun was strong, the wind was calm and progress was slow ... but it was good to be with you on the boat.

I took to steering the boat and you all laughed at how I went round in circles. I was trying hard ... if only the wind co-operated.

We had dinner at the Yatch Club later. We shared a drink ... joked about how meeting "that special person" is like looking for a job ... about how you feel the emptiness in your double bed since your last break-up ... we laughed, I'd never needed anything more than a twin bed!!

... and then we shared desert together and we talked a little and then a lot more ...

Being on the sailboat all day leaves a strange feeling ... everything seems to be bobbing up and down, like on a wave, even when you are back on terra firma ...

You will be gone tomorrow, but I will still think of you ... and miss you.

Keep in touch ...