
Are we there yet?
Three years of turbulence. Separation after 28-years of pure joy. Going out ephemerally with a not for me guy. Followed by a new encounter that jostled in me a desire to live experiences that are out of the ordinary.
My free electron continues to spice up (sometimes destabilize?) my life. If my current story can renew itself and allows me to express and satisfy my desires, no risk that it breaks.
No question of purring duets or settling into a safe story but surf surfing cosmic streams that invite me to test my limits and try adventurous adventures. Unfortunately, unwillingly ephemeral so far.
My fear to dare to trust again seems to scare guys away. In the end, it will be to understand how far I want to go to put rumba in the air without compromising perhaps a parallel desire for stability.
Your smiles in winter will bring out summer.
“How many lessons of faith and beauty we should lose, if there were no winter in our year!” — Thomas Wentworth Higginson
Francine Fallara, 2019






