Wanted

A man spent the entire time I was chatting with him staring at my breasts today.

A wink from another man at the gas station sent a rush through me.

I have forgotten what that feels like.

I am afraid but also curious. What would it feel like to be wanted again?

I asked myself today how I ended up with the most recent ex for almost 3 years.

When we met we were both going through divorces so the first year was taken up with the novelty of the new relationship and our divorces.

The second year we lived together and then we searched for a home to buy.

The third year was settling into our new home.

And during all of this there was drama with his ex, drama with his drinking, drama with his school and work, etc.

So drama makes time fly.

I guess.