Reaching Out

Hello, new friends!

I am inordinately happy to have you around for our mutual enjoyment. (Of course, I will enjoy it a little less than you if you aren’t also leaving comments during your trips through my past…) It’s been over a year since I’ve really thought I might be gaining a new audience. Or at least written about these thoughts.

In fact, lately I’ve been writing about not writing, or about drinking, or any other aimless mopey type things that reflect my evenings as of late. BUT NOT NOW!!! You’ve changed all of that.

By merely taking the leap of faith to curisouly click on the hyperlink provided you have entered a realm of fascinating memories dripping with sexual frustration and a not-so-subtle need to pose as an exhibitionist.

Oh, but you also get to meet Tony and his myriad personas as he helps me tell any story by preserving my not-so-veiled identity. Let me give you an example:

Tony has realized lately that he has been dealing with an extreme self-doubt that caused him to spend much of his formative years in the closet. It wasn’t, unfortunately, the closet where many queer youths find themselves hiding their true inclinations from the judging world. No, Tony’s closet simply incarcerated his desire and caused him to flee from any real opportunity to express it. The world knew he was gay. He knew it, too. And he loved the idea. But it was simply the idea he loved. The actual act scared him for some reason. So he adopted the saucy flirtatious (and drunken) persona that kept him alive for years. He wore the duds, he drank the sauce, and he flirted his way into the hearts of millions. Only to find himself lately filled with longing for missed opportunities. So many young men (he exaggerates) whose affections he teased. And now the self-doubt grows and his gut is beginning to show. What was it he was afraid of? “Disappointment,” he offers. These are how things work themselves out in Tony’s pickled mind.

Well, that wasn’t the best example but whatever. You stick around and you are bound to find something worth your while.

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About German Jones

I am a librarian by day; I do all sorts of things at night.
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1 Response to Reaching Out

  1. Unknown's avatar Anonymous says:

    Not to be inarticulate, but I often wish I’d been a wilder child … now college is long over, and it’s too late to act like an irresponsible youth! Someone needs to put a new PSA on TV … safe sex, no drugs, seatbelts, blah blah blah … but don’t forget to breathe!

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