So my resolve is being tested like none other… well,
maybe like Job. I thought I had finally
hit my groove in this whole experiment, but this weekend brought light to how
wrong that was – I’ve just been hibernating for a few weeks.
I cheated again. I
made out with a gentleman that works in my industry – and this time I don’t have
alcohol or anything else to blame, I just really really wanted to. But… I didn’t sleep with him (but that wasn’t
for lack of desire – I also really really wanted to do that). This man, let’s call him “Art”, is fairly
well-established in my industry and I have admired his work for a long
time. Last year, I finally met him in
person at a holiday function and made a fool of myself (at least from what I
can remember of the night – reasons not to drink at work functions!). For the past year, I have avoided making eye
contact with him and would pretty much run away every time I saw him – you know,
the super mature approach.
