Midnight at the Movies

When I lived in Joshua Tree, I dated a man named Craig. At that point he wasn't quite a man, but a bit of a man child trying to figure out himself, but now he is full man with a real relationship he's fully committed to and a child (2 in fact). There are parts of me that remind the other parts of me that I couldn't have given him all of that stuff, the family, the stability he craved when I don't want children and stability is something I thought I wanted years ago but realize I may never quite except. Long story short: that was a difficult relationship. But! Here comes the whole point to this. We went to the movies a lot. We'd make a day out of it, drive down to Palm Springs and watch a movie, sometimes two. The theater we went to served beer and it was fairly cheap, but eventually we started bringing in our own supply. Those days are some of my favorite memories of my relationship with Craig and my life in the desert.

Since then I haven't really gone to the movies, at least not a every few weeks, let alone once a month. I went to the movies on Monday to see Crazy, Stupid, Love and remembered how much I enjoy going to the movies, the whole experience, and tomorrow I have another off day. I am contemplating going to another movie, using the fact that I wake up early to go see an early film and then spend the rest of the day in the sun. Not a bad day off. We'll see how my day actually turns out as I do have some errands to run (i.e. figuring out this whole 2 bike situation).

In other news, my sister had her baby today! I am going to visit my sister, brother in law, and now niece in mid October and I couldn't be more excited. There's a whole new person in the world and this renders me speechless. Humans are sometimes so interesting, the interactions we have with one another, society, laws, rules, perceptions... I am fumbling with all of this because of the keyboardist. What if the rules we set in place in our smaller social groups don't go along with that of the norm? Why do I over analyze EVERYTHING, why can't I just be, enjoy, do, repeat. In my last correspondence with him, he said we should talk before I go to one of his shows next weekend. Emails are not known for their ability to convey tone so does that mean...

1. "We should talk before next weekend" = we should talk seriously about the state of the world and our friendship
or 
2. "We should talk before next weekend" = we should catch up/I'd like to talk to you.

I suppose I will find out, but the whole thing that bothers me is that now I am looking forward to Tuesday when we're supposed to see each other. I need distractions until Tuesday so Tuesday is not all I Tuesday about. Tuesday.

This is me. This is how I think/react/feel. I'm not apologizing for it, but it is odd to put it down in this form, for others to read or not read, but either way... here it goes.