What to do when the world changes?
The title of this post might seem a little overly dramatic, but it's something that I've been wondering about for a while, and it stems from a small change not a large one.
Here's the back story. I spent a summer in Newport, Rhode Island about 10 years ago. I was housesitting for a friend, and had taken a job at the front desk of a local hotel to make some extra money. Anyone who has ever been there can tell you that Newport is quite a place, and having a house downtown as a 22 year old man...well, let's just say that I was popular. Anyway, this is all prelude to telling you a story about a woman who I worked with named Maureen. She was a little older than me, but not by much. She was incredibly sexy, and we had a very flirtatious relationship. This never went further than hanging out together, but the times that we hung out were fantastic. I have a wonderful memory of a sexually charged evening that never went beyond anything innocent. It was the kind of evening that would make for a wonderful memory...we laid together on a futon under an open moon-roof...we talked all night long under the stars...we fondled hands and were generally very innocent. Like I said, nothing else happened, which isn't a disappointment, even though it might seem like it would be for a 22 year old male. Overall, it was a very nice evening that makes for a very pleasant memory.
Now...fast forward 10 years or so. I'm now working in an office with about 15 other people. One of these other people is also named Maureen, however, she is very much obese. Not the kind of person that would lend itself to sexual thoughts...
My problem is, my evening with Maureen 10 years ago has always been most pleasant, and I've always thought of it when I hear the name Maureen...looking at the Maureen I work with, however, makes me feel very conflicted. I try to maintain the innocence of my evening memory, but that's hard when the illusion has been altered...
Not earth-shattering, I know, but it is just a subtle indication that the world changes...I'm trying to adapt, but it's not always easy...
The title of this post might seem a little overly dramatic, but it's something that I've been wondering about for a while, and it stems from a small change not a large one.
Here's the back story. I spent a summer in Newport, Rhode Island about 10 years ago. I was housesitting for a friend, and had taken a job at the front desk of a local hotel to make some extra money. Anyone who has ever been there can tell you that Newport is quite a place, and having a house downtown as a 22 year old man...well, let's just say that I was popular. Anyway, this is all prelude to telling you a story about a woman who I worked with named Maureen. She was a little older than me, but not by much. She was incredibly sexy, and we had a very flirtatious relationship. This never went further than hanging out together, but the times that we hung out were fantastic. I have a wonderful memory of a sexually charged evening that never went beyond anything innocent. It was the kind of evening that would make for a wonderful memory...we laid together on a futon under an open moon-roof...we talked all night long under the stars...we fondled hands and were generally very innocent. Like I said, nothing else happened, which isn't a disappointment, even though it might seem like it would be for a 22 year old male. Overall, it was a very nice evening that makes for a very pleasant memory.
Now...fast forward 10 years or so. I'm now working in an office with about 15 other people. One of these other people is also named Maureen, however, she is very much obese. Not the kind of person that would lend itself to sexual thoughts...
My problem is, my evening with Maureen 10 years ago has always been most pleasant, and I've always thought of it when I hear the name Maureen...looking at the Maureen I work with, however, makes me feel very conflicted. I try to maintain the innocence of my evening memory, but that's hard when the illusion has been altered...
Not earth-shattering, I know, but it is just a subtle indication that the world changes...I'm trying to adapt, but it's not always easy...
1 Comments:
The world does indeed change: have you? Maureen has nothing to do with this - you're carrying your old memory around with you: an out-of-date tool for a new world.
As a dude once said: 'What we need right now is a new mind for a new world' (KLD)
Smurf ahead amigo...
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