A new category – T.M.I.?


Not that this would be the first time I’ve done so but today’s story risks revealing just a little t.m.i. – too much information.

I set out from home late this morning, with my laptop in my backpack, first going to a noon meeting, and then coming to the internet cafe near Maple Leaf Gardens where I can tap into free wireless while downing a couple cups of java.

It was only a matter of a few minutes before a familiar face came in and sat down to do some web-surfing of his own.  This face is on someone who has…er…danced for me a fair bit during some of my manic episodes at a certain club, which I have managed to stay away from since getting back on my bipolar med and abstaining from alcohol (this is Day 16…or 400-plus hours). 

Like some boom-box message from G-d I spotted another such dancer on my way to a meeting last night and quickly took a detour so as to avoid conversation with him.  (I was an especially nice guy, as far as he was concerned, a real special friend, don’tcha know?)

Anyway, seeing the other guy in the cafe today didn’t upset me.  As a matter of fact I could glance over my computer screen and see him typing away, his pleasant smile and physique mine for the viewing without a trip to the bank machine.  I was busy enough answering emails and checking Facebook to prevent myself from bursting into flames of lust.  As if to tempt fate, although not deliberately, I needed to change seats because the sun was making my computer screen difficult to see so I joined him at the opposite end of a long couch (with three cushions it could easily seat four or five people of medium size).  I was listening to my iPod and we were both focused on our respective computers so there were very few words exchanged, culminating in “See ya!’, and a trade of smiles, as he packed up and left a few minutes ago.

Do I know where he was going?  Sure.  Do I know where I could find him this evening?  Of course.  But I am going to a meeting, where I will be seeing my sponsor (and I’m sure she’ll have some feedback for me), and then I will – I am certain – join the meeting crowd at the Baskin-Robbins as I have done all week.  My sobriety needs to continue to include abstinence from the dance club. 

Meanwhile, I have added “T.M.I.?” to my blog tags.  It may be useful to review past posts and see whether this category might be appropriate for some of them, too.

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5 thoughts on “A new category – T.M.I.?

  1. We all did things like that, it is nothing to be ashamed of. And if you treated them differently in public, as if not to “notice” them or acknowledge them, THEN that poorly reflects on your character of humanity.

    We do not regret the past, nor wish to shut the door on it…

    Easy does it dearie…

    Jeremy

    Don’t ignore people in public it’s RUDE!! and unbecoming the man you are.

  2. It is what it is.

    Better to TMI than drink too much and forget meds! 🙂

    Take care, and remember there is no such thing as TMI when working towards a goal like sobriety.

  3. For a minute there Kenn,I thought you were getting into Dentistry-TMJ,which I have.But then I put the glasses on.
    We`ve all done things, that if given the chance we might take back.
    If you do feel like you`re going to be drawn back to the club,just bring along quarters instead of large bills!
    I think you`ll find that you`re not quite “the special friend” that you were told you were.
    Just a hunch.

  4. Jeremy…okay saying hi wouldn’t have killed me 🙂

    Thanks, Aurelia, you’re right.

    And Jamie…if this was a casino quarters might work so it’s better just to stay out of the club where it takes $20 just to get started…some friend, eh?

  5. Off-topc, but I tagged you with “Blogs That Give Me Hope”. If you want to, you could list 5 blogs that give you hope, but no obligation on your part to do so.

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