Moving Right Along

I see three sides to a coin
as I flip it past my eye,
tossed from hand to hand.
You pick heads and I choose sides
And you scream, “Tails, fool!”
Well, I’ve got a few that would pertain

It seems my love is just like a coin
It lives through many needless exchanges
Somehow its shape I still sustain…

-From “Let’s Get Flat,” by Jimmie’s Chicken Shack

Writing is my therapy. When I need to figure something out in my mind, I write about it. So when I’m quiet, that must mean I’ve got things sorted out, right? At the very least, it means I THINK I’ve got things sorted out. Either way, it’s time to write.

I thought I had it all figured out with that wonderful girl, the one who called me out about being two different people. I made my resolution. I presented it to her. I asked for her thoughts on the matter. And she mixed it all up again. Women seem to be good at that.

The old me, the pre-Renaissance me, would fight to sort it out again. He would call her and they would talk, and maybe he’d convince her that it really was as simple as he made it sound. But the New Me… I realize that, while I might be able to sort it out this time, it would happen again. I also realize that it’s not because of me. I’m not mad at her, and I hope that everything works out and she lives her dream. And so, it’s time to move on.

It’s good timing, too, because there’s this other girl who I feel like I can be myself around. She makes me laugh, and I make her laugh, and for now, that’s enough. The problems, if they’re coming, can come later. Right now, though, I’m not going to worry about what might come. I’m just going to enjoy laughing with her.

10 thoughts on “Moving Right Along”

  1. Phantom Hater

    It’s always best to be yourself, unless you’re insane, but then I suppose you have more pressing issues. If people don’t like the real you, they can go suck a rotten, stinking Jersey peach that’s covered with a homeless man’s pubic hair and has the stub of a still-smoking Basic cigarette jutting out. I borrowed that quaint little colloquialism from someone else, although I massaged it a little.

  2. The downside is that this means I have to write about three more chapters of Nice Ass before I can even introduce this girl. *sigh*

    (Just kidding. I won’t add you to the story. I know you’re going to read this one day.)

  3. CapricornCringe

    GAH! Don’t tease me with non-existent Nice Ass chapters.

    As for the girl .. it’s good to know when to move forward and when to move on – and the difference between the two. As for the second girl – laughter makes everything better, doesn’t it? 🙂

  4. lenfercestlesautres

    Yeah Stuckey, we all want to read those chapters!!! Talk about a cliffhanger.
    have fun laughing.

  5. I was going to comment about the post until I read PHs comment, and now I’m so grossed out that I totally forgot what I just read….

  6. He really didn’t gross me out until he put the Basic cigarette in there. I mean, really, Basics are one step from smoking shredded carnival workers.

    (DISCLAIMER – I do not begrudge carnival workers. I am sure some of you are nice people. Nice people who don’t bathe…)

  7. I would love to see more of Nice Ass. The last chapter made me want to hear more.

    (thanks for not putting me in it, I think it would be a little weird reading about myself.) /giggle

  8. Virginia Belle

    enjoying the moment is one of the hardest things to do in relationships. especially early on and especially as we age and get cynical/jaded/bitter. it’s hard.

    can you please put little stars by the statements that are true/real life into your nice ass posts??? i like to know what parts are real.

  9. Anon – I met her at

    VB – The girls all exist. Lenny and Casey are embodiments of all of my friends. Lenny is the combination of all my guy friends. Casey is the embodiment of all my female friends. (Which means you might appear in my story one day as Casey.)

    The situations and settings are often altered because they’d be difficult to explain in the way that they actually happened. 😉

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