Almost four years ago, I fell in love for the first time--twenty-five years too late--and began an affair. Over the years, Kevin and I have met several times a week and email several times a day. I have kept almost all of the emails that I sent to him and that he sent to me. Along the way, there has been laughter and tenderness and heat...and heartache.

This blog is the posting of our daily emails. It chronicles the lives of two people over a four year period so far, and tells the story of our burgeoning love against the backdrop of New York City.

The names and addresses have been changed to protect the innocent; the rest is 100% real.

The daily update structure helps keep the blog as authentic as possible as well as living up to its title. It also strives to provide the reader with the kind of pleasure that a soap opera offers--a daily dose of voyeuristic fun.

Please begin at the beginning, otherwise, little will make sense.

Enjoy.




Monday, November 17, 2014

26 Hours And Counting

Mon, Jun 11, 2012 at 12:11 AM

From: Claudia Bonn@ XXXXX.XXX
To: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX

I love it! Thanks for sending me the YouTube clip. You look so hot. I love the black T-shirt. Where you nervous? You don’t look it at all. You look very concentrated, very into the music, and that smile was really nice too. Where you tipsy or stoned? You are the prince of that band.
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Mon, Jun 11, 2012 at 8:43 AM

From: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@ XXXXX.XXX

Good morning my love,

I am glad you enjoyed it. We had trouble with the video and audio equipment. I was afraid there wouldn’t be any. Fortunately, someone in the audience taped it.

I want to be your prince. That would make you my princess.

I wasn’t nervous. I was very excited. I would have liked to be stoned, but you really can’t smoke anything in public anymore. I don’t like to drink when I play. It was so much fun. The sound wasn’t great and the crowd was small. We will have more fun when the crowds get bigger. It takes a long time to build up an audience.

The former bass player showed up. I looked up during the show and saw him talking to my wife. Not that I was worried, he is gay. It was just as they say on Seinfeld, my worlds colliding.

I am so eager to get to that melding. We have some serious melding to do. Three nights of Roya!

I would prefer to sleep naked except that my feet get cold and certain parts of the male anatomy have to be held in place so they don’t get squished. I have a pretty high body temperature. It drops in the early morning which is what usually wakes me up. I think I used “pjs” to mean ready for bed as opposed to literally wearing pajamas.

Have a great day.  I'm counting the hours.

I love you Roya.

XOXOXO

Me
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Mon, Jun 11, 2012 at 2:28 PM

From: Claudia Bonn@ XXXXX.XXX
To: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX

Hey you:

It’s cool that you played straight. It is a type of work after all, so it’s good to do it stone cold sober and deliver a good job. Tell me about audience; it’s like readership, one person at a time it seems.

I have been awful since last night and all day today. I’ve done something to my lower back. That part of my back hadn’t given me trouble in years. The part that has been acting up has been the cervical spine where three vertebrates were bulging, now only one does. I have to be careful of certain postures, etc. but lately it’s been absolutely fine. But this lower back is nuts. I can’t even remember doing anything, like picking up something heavy or bending funny. I may have put the treadmill incline too up, but I haven’t changed it recently, or having driven my husband’s car, I’m not used to the seat. Who knows?!! I can stand, and walk, but I can’t run or bend forward. I can also sit but I have trouble getting up or down, I can also lie down. As long as I’m straight, either horizontally or vertically, I’m fine. I’ve been hoping it would go away, but it hasn’t. I put heat pads, but nothing. The painkiller and muscle relaxer that I have from my neck pain, doesn’t work on this one, who knows why. So, now I’m icing it. I think that works somehow. It doesn’t preclude tomorrow, but I’m afraid you’ll have a bit of an invalid on your hands. You might have to help me in and out of the chair.

I’ll send them to Farsi with the housekeeper today, and I’ll just rest and hope for the best. I really hope it subsides, and there will be no more doctors and MRIs. It’s a major drag.

Yours,

R.
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Mon, Jun 11, 2012 at 3:05 PM

From: K<dancing.midnight@XXXXX.XXX
To: Claudia Bonn@ XXXXX.XXX

Hello princess,

Sorry to hear about your back. Can I kiss it to make it feel better? I might have to try a few places to find the right spot. I was planning to have you bend forward. I hope it feels better by Thursday.

I have similar issues, although I have been symptom free for a while now. For me, it is all about back bends, standing and exercise. I do my therapy every day. I do not want to feel that pain again. Ice is the better treatment. Heat can make is swell, or at least does for me. Sitting is the killer. I try not to sit for more than 3 minutes if I can help it. Doctors won’t be able to do much. I always found scotch to be the right painkiller for lower back pain.

I am a little injured too. It is most unfortunate. I went for a bike ride yesterday instead of going to the gym. I hadn’t ridden since summer of 2010. I am chafed in an unfortunate location. Ouch. I should have waited for next week-end.

My audience is the band. I am not really sure about the actual audience. I leave that to the singer. All I try to do is avoid dead air and blatant mistakes. Our audience is very artificial. They come more to support us than to listen to the music. You really have to match audience to genre. Otherwise, the energy never appears. We try to mix up the set list so that songs are played in different keys and the tempo changes from time to time. Usually, the course of a band is to take 2 years to build an audience based on “roots” music like blues or cover tunes. At that point you switch to the type of music most of your fans like. Amateurs like us may never reach that point. I don’t see us writing original songs. In fact, the piano player and guitar player are cover tunes guys. They can play any song you can hum. I am a technical guy. I know when the band needs to be quiet so the singer can be heard. I also know when solos and songs should end. I guess I am the editor, not the writer. The audience is a mystery to me. It is full of people, and you how I feel about them.

I love you Roya. Take care of your back.

XOXOXOXO

Me

26 hours and counting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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