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Live the Life You Love, Love the Life You Live

I’m in such good spirits.  Maybe it’s this rare 90-degree San Francisco weather.  I have been sweating all day long.  I love our Indian summers.

I saw Marc today for the first time in weeks.  “Catchy, I think I’ve realized I’m depressed.”
“That’s funny, because I’m totally happy.  Honey, you’re always depressed.  Can you get over it, please?”
“What hippy bullshit are you coming off of from Burning Man?  Once the drugs finally work their way out of your system, you’ll be calling me to talk you off the Golden Gate Bridge.”
“Why you gotta rain on my parade?  I’m happy ok?  I think I’m in love.  This weather is phenomenal.  I don’t want to be that depressed person anymore.  Being around you makes me glum.  It’s contagious.  Just stop it.”
“But Catchy, we’re depressed people.  We’re going to spend the rest of our lives single and unhappy.”
“Fuck you.  I’m not having any of it.”
“Why do you think you’re still single?  Tell me the honest truth.”
“I know exactly why I’m still single.  I never knew what it was like to be in a good, secure relationship.  I watched my parents fight my whole life.  So as soon as I experienced even the slightest stress in my own relationships, I ran for the hills.  I don’t want to be like that anymore, Marky.  I want to work things out.  To be honest, I would have normally dropped Bill as soon as I didn’t hear from him after a one week period.  But I can’t keep running.  I have to try, I have to put in the effort.  So I called and we’re dating and we’ll see what happens.  I have to learn how to sustain something.  It’s been so long since I’ve been in a healthy relationship. I’ve got to get the insecurities out of my head and fucking try.”
He nodded.  “I know where you’re coming from.  I think I’m just too smart for my own good.”
“Marc, I feel it.  He’s around the corner.  By the time the holidays hit, I’m going to have a boyfriend.  I know it.”

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