Wednesday, January 19, 2011

So, we meet again. Sort of.

Three years ago, an online relationship of mine ended rather badly. Stupidity, with a mix of uncertainty and immaturity was my part of its failure. A week ago we tentatively reconnected and have been talking on the phone.

It looks like we will meet in Toronto in February and come back to Kingston for several days. I am a happy and optimistic fellow.


  1. You are going to Kingston, Jamaica mon? Where de nights are soft and de music makes you move.

  2. I wish, Mr. C. Actually Kingston Ontario, where the nights are currently a ways below freezing and the music does not make you want to anything but huddle under the covers.