Caterina Maria left for Miami today. It was rather heart wrenching bittersweet for me, particularly after our discussion of the previous days. It's amazing to me how we fight and make up in a relatively short time. She had made a conscious decision to not date either of the two men I was aware she was dating which were myself and Jean-Luc Bellay, this flimsy childhood friend of hers. We had been going out for a while now but nothing committed. I thought it would be reminiscent of past relationships but it wasn't so. I feel this extraordinarily strong pull towards Caterina, it's amazing. I can't think properly when I'm with her. It's baffling for someone like myself. I'm a very rational person.
So we stopped "dating".
I decided to respect her decision, much to my dismay. And I concentrated on other things. Gardening, chess and polo. Unfortunately for me, Midnight's Dream (my gorgeous and favorite horse) was rather obnoxious and made me fall during one of the practices. She had other plans than performing well obviously and giving me a massage was a top priority. I didn't hurt myself that badly, except for a broken wrist and a few scratches here and there. Trust me, I've had worse. Mum had a fit. She tends to worry when she sees her only son on the floor and not moving.
Seeing Caterina though made me feel much better.
Ugh, I disgust myself with this talk but it's the truth. She does have this magical touch to make me feel lighter. I live with such stress...
But not to worry, Michelangelo and I are going out for coffee. That'll clear my head up. Nothing like taking some shots to relieve the stress.
So we stopped "dating".
I decided to respect her decision, much to my dismay. And I concentrated on other things. Gardening, chess and polo. Unfortunately for me, Midnight's Dream (my gorgeous and favorite horse) was rather obnoxious and made me fall during one of the practices. She had other plans than performing well obviously and giving me a massage was a top priority. I didn't hurt myself that badly, except for a broken wrist and a few scratches here and there. Trust me, I've had worse. Mum had a fit. She tends to worry when she sees her only son on the floor and not moving.
Seeing Caterina though made me feel much better.
Ugh, I disgust myself with this talk but it's the truth. She does have this magical touch to make me feel lighter. I live with such stress...
But not to worry, Michelangelo and I are going out for coffee. That'll clear my head up. Nothing like taking some shots to relieve the stress.
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I don't know what will be more entertaining for me, reading your e-mails or Christian's blog :P
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