mother nature is a man and other observations..

This is the third part of the trilogy of my truth. First was Allegory/Alleglory..Second was Short Sad Story and now this.
It’s not possible for me to meet someone on Tinder..(no longer on).. that I would want to see twice. It’s not possible he would be so educated, so sophisticated, so traveled, so appealing, and so selfless.
It’s just not possible that after 12 years. But, it was, and I did, and we met…….once.
Why wasn’t it possible for him to be age appropriate? Why wasn’t it possible for him to be in one place for longer than two months. Why wasn’t it possible to meet again and see what was possible. So, it became impossible, and then it was over. I was relieved because it was not meant to be.
And then he appeared again. And maybe the impossible could become———————————————–
And then again, maybe not.
“Feel my words.” I said.
He said he did.
It’s our choice..It’s our experience..It’s our lesson. It’s our possibility.