I just never really learn but then again I was never a quick learner.
Yesterday I had and accepted an invite to go see the Cincinnati Reds play. I went with the only three people in the world that I care about that I'm not out to.
So I went as my other self.
So how did that work for me? Well sort of "bittersweet". I did enjoy the old sports banter with the other three guys but felt for all the world I was in "guy drag". No real surprise.
What really did surprise me was the old reaction I had to the other women in the ball park. I was back again to wanting to be them and wear the leggings and boots they had on in the chilly weather.
Quite obviously in my everyday life now I'm past all of that and in to what I'm wearing. Sure I notice the fashion other women are wearing. Now though I adapt what I can into my style and do the best I can.
At that point, I started to get aggravated with myself for going back to my old emotions or putting myself voluntarily through this day at all.
Then I was frustrated for being a damn victim, which I hate.
Fortunately, the Reds won and I'm back to normal. What ever that is.
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