Midlife celebration or maybe simply hormonal imbalance

The momentum is building up and I am getting more and more into a been there/done that mood.

Yesterday I called my friend Gabriela in Uruguay only to find out she was on a plane to Spain, on a rescue mission of one of her nieces, who has attempted suicide. One can only wonder the depth of despair that could push a young girl to try to kill herself. Life is indeed precious, too precious to be wasted. Sorry, that was s a pitiful cliché but life is indeed all we’ve got so precious or worthless, meaningful or pointless, whatever it might be, it is all there is.

I had an illuminating coffee with Fabián this morning. It was a little like talking to a clone, but it feels wonderful to be understood. So far I swing back and forth from elation and excitement at the endless possibilities to a just-let-me-cry-in-a-corner-by-myself sinking feeling. Fortunately the happiness still heavily outweighs the sadness.

We bought our tickets to Laguna today. We are visiting Eduardo and Benji for Labor weekend. I am dying to talk to them. Eduardo was my first guru, years before I discovered Tony. He is everything I like and admire in a person and I can’t wait to have dinner with them on the patio outside their condo, overlooking the ocean and bouncing ideas around. I expect it to be a nice intimate weekend full of fun and tenderness, which is exactly what I crave now.