INSERT ‘MY THING’ HERE.

Tonight I went and did my thing, and I liked it.  I didn’t kiss a girl, but I liked it.  I had been thinking about this thing for a  long time but haven’t done it. Tonight, I did it. It wouldn’t have hurt anyone before if I had chosen to do it. Ex#3 would have condoned but thought it a waste of time.  Whatever.

I don’t want to tell you what it is because I don’t want to bias you.  Think about your thing that doesn’t include your besty or better half.  Put it in motion.  If you don’t have a pending thing that you want to do—sit down and decide that you need one.  Don’t get up until you know the general category. (If you’re a successfully dated lesbian, unlike yours truly, and have forgotten how to think about your thing, like yours truly, THINK.)  Doing this will add breath to your reality and relationship(s).

If you already have a pending thing—that you can do in your immediate community—write it down on the closest Wendy’s receipt or in your mind’s eye.  Make a plan.  Make it happen before Monday.  After that, you’ll want to think of broadening your scope.  Think of something that you can do within a weekend trip.  Budget &/or plan.  Make it happen before this time next year.  Broaden your horizons.  Think about going abroad and visiting those weird distant relatives or not mentioning to your immediate weird relatives that you’re going abroad.  This vacay is for you.  Think about how you can do three life changing things by taking a flight to a foreign country, and maybe travelling by train or boat to two additional countries.  Budget &/or plan.  Make it happen. 

I once had a dream, back when I didn’t drink, that I was a hamster in a bar in Europe or an American truck stop.  There were all kinds of vermin and rodents of various families around me, ordering and drinking pints.  Something cataclysmic happened that jarred the bar, and so I put my college knitted sweater with the big one-letter logo on the front and climbed up the hairy leg of a male human to secure my safety. 

          The man was startled and said, “How did you do that?!” 

          “I put my sweater on and made it happen.” 

Life is short. Make it happen.