Image via WikipediaI did speak to the woman I mentioned in the last blog. Last Saturday was a free day for both of us, so I called her on a cellphone from a cafe in the middle of the snow and cold. It was a nice chat, and she sounded friendly enough, but I can see now how it will end up.
Cynical? Me? Sure, like any of the friends I have who think that they have wasted their time with chasing dreams and other people's ideas of success. But that is not the issue this time...
I should mention one key thing: religion. For the second time, she has sent me messages asking about my feelings in relation to that issue. And now I await her response to my very honest reply. I said that I am Canadian, meaning that I think of that issue only when I have to, which means very rarely. I said that I worshipped art, literature, good food, life, having a body and being able to explore the world I know.
I think that I have said too much, but I cannot change who I am for anyone (tried that once - long story for another blog).
Just waiting on her response now. I will keep posting the pain.
