I am not crossing this city for anybody and I have stopped apologising
Posted as will_not_cross
- Looking for
- somebody in my zone, which I accept is a much smaller pool
- Experience
- Sixteen years, five dynamics, two of them worn down by the journey.
- Around
- the south zone, Rio de Janeiro
Two of my five ended in a car. Not in an argument, not over anything either of us did. In ninety minutes each way, twice a week, for a year and a half, until one of us started finding reasons and the other one noticed.
Forty, south zone, dominant, sixteen years. So the map is part of the post. I will meet in the centre. I will not be going to Barra on a weeknight and I will not be crossing the water, and I am not going to be persuaded on a Sunday afternoon when the whole thing feels easy.
I know how that sounds. I know the received wisdom is that if somebody matters enough you make the journey. I made the journey. Twice, for years, and both times what ran out was not affection, it was petrol and patience, and I would rather build something that does not depend on either.
What I want is regular and unspectacular. Two evenings most weeks, standing rules in between, a submissive who prefers a routine to an occasion. I am patient, I am specific, and I have very little appetite for anything theatrical.
I live alone, I can host, and my work is unusually predictable for this city. Not looking for anybody who wants to prove me wrong about the distance. Not looking to hear that it is not that far, which depends entirely on the hour and everybody knows it.