The last month has felt overwhelming. Lord only knows what drove Jude to contact me, but shortly after he did (and I’m talking no more than a week), guys started coming out of the woodwork. I had this chat session with Nancy last Monday:
Me: “The old broad’s still got it. Both Marco and Phil looked me up and down today.”
Me: “Apparently so is Marco.”
Me: “Hardly! I look awful today. They all started coming around me once Jude came back into the picture. Funny how that is.”
And of course I have a theory…
Jude has been very good for my psyche. He has given me more compliments in the last six weeks than my last boyfriend did in eight years. He makes me feel completely captivating and he celebrates my uniqueness and intelligence. Since returning from vacation, I feel as though I have been walking around in a daze; I wake up feeling full of him and he’s in my thoughts so frequently that I feel like he’s with me all day long. I have the feeling of complete and utter peace after I speak with him on the phone. I feel absolutely comfortable and at ease in my skin. He makes me feel so fantastic that I am certain I am radiating love out of every pore.
It almost sounds like I’m describing a religious experience, doesn’t it?
I think that this new, romantic demeanor is what these men are sensing and responding to. I have been asked out on the town, I have been propositioned, I’ve been checked out, an old boyfriend has asked to rekindle the relationship that ended sixteen years ago, and a man who heard about me through Nancy
Tremendous? Yes, but this is also reason for celebration. I celebrate because Jude is proving to be good for me.
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