"DL" is for Dumb Luck

When something happens by "sheer dumb luck", it is considered to have happened unintentionally and without planning. You tend to think, why do things happen the way they do? Why do people come in your life from out of no where? Well, of course, everything happens for a reason, so why not give it a title? Its dumb luck, baby. The reason I bring this up is because of my next topic for the day, men on the down low and the people who date them. (Next Oprah!)

I met this one guy who was originally a fan of this site (and still is), and we would chat online about the stupid people I would run into. He was a faithful little dear-heart and one day offered to take me out after work. I was a bit skeptical because of all the bad interactions I had ran into prior, so I initially cancelled the first time. He then rescheduled for another day. I reluctantly accepted and met him at my place (Outside, of course). His car was a sarullian colored, old model car you would see on Friday After Next or something. He took me to the hills and we talked and viewed the horizon for hours (Did I make a blog about this day already? hmmm). What did we talk about? Absolutely nothing, and everything. We then went to the movies and saw that crap of a movie "The Happening." (No, I made a blog about that.) After the initial first date, we continued chatting more online and over the phone.

I began to see that he is a people pleaser and it kinda scared me cuz Dax was a people pleaser and he ended up breaking it off because he needed to please himself instead of me. But there was a sense of self pleasure in his eyes, so I knew if he ever got tired of pleasing people, he wouldn't have a problem saying it. This being said, the more time we spend together, the more he aims to make me happy. Not just materially or physically, but emotionally. Even though he is struggling with his lifestyle decision, he sure hides it well when he is around me and he understands that I am not ready to jump into anything.

Its kinda hard on one hand because I went from a completely open-hands down my pants on Castro-kiss me on Market-hold me at Lake Merritt relationship to getting to know someone which will equate to a hands in my pocket in public relationship if we make that step. He did voice is opinion about working on using more PDA if it really meant that much to me. He also does little things out of nowhere just because and if I am upset, he is there to wanna talk it out. Typical? Maybe, but there's more. The sum of all the mini-drama we have experienced so far, most men would have left me. But he is still persuing. My dream is to get married and alot of black gay men don't agree. But he used the 'S' word when talking about marriage. Yes, that's right, he said 'SOMEBODY.'

Now most people who are bisexual, confused, or DL would almost always say her, she or woman when referring to marriage. So it kinda made me see that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. And laying away last night while he slept, lightly snoring, I realized; I went through fairly the same thing with Lavarro (a bisexual male with a girlfriend and son,) but for some reason, this guy....I believe....is worth the time and effort to get serious with.

In due time of course.