Written by Karen D. Swim
Today’s post is a bit of departure from the usual fare. It is a story and yes it’s true but all is not as it appears. Put away your scarlet letters and put on your cloaks of creativity. Play along and I’ll provide the answer at the end…or at the very least a clue. 🙂
It began with a glance across the room, a small spark of interest ignited, as though we had a mutual secret. Soon I invented reasons to be in the same place my heart churning with each hushed conversation. It was all innocent really; I was not cheating, it was just talk. My new “friend” was interesting and seemed to awaken long forgotten desires. In “his” presence, I felt like a giddy schoolgirl. I blushed with each new discovery and even my failures to understand delighted me. Each moment of our time together was seared in my memory with snippets spilling out at odd moments beckoning me to come back for more.
I began to look forward to our meetings. You made me feel wanted and alive. I was a little afraid of how I felt but then reasoned that it was only harmless flirtation, and no cause for concern.
But of course the infatuation grew and I took the next step. I left that first day with a furtive glance over my shoulder. How could I have allowed this to happen? Consumed by guilt I returned home. Unable to look my love in the eye, I took a deep breath and got to work.
That night I thought of my wandering ways. Yes, I strayed but it was only that one time. It would not happen again, I wasn’t even good at it! How could I possibly think that anything would come of it with so many experts surrounding you.
I felt guilty but strangely satisfied by my tryst. I stretched and smiled secretly wishing for another chance. But then I saw my commitment out of the corner of my eye, peeking from the pages of my calendar and I was consumed with a new wave of guilt. Oh gosh, what had I done? You have stood by me in the darkest of hours, providing for my needs. You kept a roof over my head and fed me those soy dogs I love so much. I don’t want to let go but lately our time together has been so, well routine.
I was feeling unappreciated and taken for granted. But my flirtation gave me a new purpose. I feel important and needed. I even like “his” friends. I love hanging out in their forums and chat rooms and listening to their discourse.
I don’t want to hurt you but I had to come clean. Actually, my flirtation is a good thing. It has renewed my enthusiasm for you. No, no don’t cry I won’t leave you entirely but I have to admit you are going to have to share me and I know that might be hard.
Clue: I am me but “him” is deceptive.
Clue 2: This is a totally G rated post, pure as the driven snow.
It’s Friday, and time for a little fun so play along by sharing your best guess in the comments. Remember it’s G-rated. I promise to tell all in the next post.
Jamie Grove - How Not to Write says
My guess is that a job came calling, a real good one.
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Liara Covert says
Every action you take evokes emotions to teach you about your inner self. Everyt thought and feeling is worthwhile as a teacher. As a person evolves to where reactions are no longer so easily triggered, and emotions are no longer volatile, then that person has reached another level of self-awareness. New levels of learning are always possible. The variable change but energy simply mutates into new forms and situations for new lessons.
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Ulla Hennig says
my guess is Twitter…
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I’m completely stumped and have no idea, although if I had to place a bet, I would go with Lillie’s guess.
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Karen Swim says
Oooh such great responses! I can’t wait to dish, I may even publish tomorrow! 🙂
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Fred H Schlegel says
Beta of the new i-phone? No, you would have been lost to us, ah, so maybe a new genre, Romance perhaps?
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Brad Shorr says
Hmmm … Facebook?
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Joanna Young says
Twitter and Plurk?
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Lillie Ammann says
Are you sneaking away from blogging to work on your novel?
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Could it be a naughty iPhone?
Robert Hruzek says
I’d say it’s the internet. Or possibly, blogging. Or maybe a ham & cheese sandwich. Or sumpin’.
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