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, December 29, 2014

Sharing

Mon, Jul 23, 2012 11:00 AM

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

Good morning my love:

I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to say goodnight. I feel very badly about it, but I passed out and when I woke up it was about 2.

The song came on the radio as we were driving home after a rather laborious dinner. That part of it well expressed my impatience for Thursday. 

I read an interesting article in the NYer titled The Case Against Kids about people deciding to have or not to have kids and how many and what that means. I can bring you the article if you like. Being "childless" these days, I'm experiencing a great degree of freedom and peace. So, now I can kind of understand how your life is. It's very nice : )

We absolutely have some major kissing to do! I can't wait.

How's work going?

XOXOXOXO

HFG
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Mon, Jul 23, 2012 at 11:10 AM

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

No worries love.  A goodnight wish is assumed.

I am not really interested in why we didn't have children.  It didn't happen.  It is for the best.  I can't imagine raising them.  It would have killed me.  Or I would have killed them.  It is very nice though.  I am under a lot less stress than parents are.

Work has been ok.  I had a bit of an argument with my boss on Friday that hasn't fully played out yet.  He has a nasty temper.  So I am waiting for the proverbial shoe to drop.  Not sure what he is up to.  In the more immediate sense, there have been no ac problems as of yet.  Of course it is still early.

How are you today?

XOXOXO

SNB
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Mon, Jul 23, 2012 11:30 AM

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

I don't really think about why you didn't have them, but I do think about why I did? May God not strike me dead.

I'm sorry about the argument with your boss. That is never ever pleasant. I know all about nasty tempers. What does he do yell? Use profanity or hits below the belt? My family are experts in all three. I hope you get to resolve it before the end of the day so you can have a pleasant evening. Imagine him in a really compromising position. That always helps.

Your sending me the poem, and having ignited a kind of why don't I know more about this stuff, and getting you that Khayyam book has led me to some interesting places about translations etc. So, I'm kind of all confused and annoyed by the lack of cohesiveness in what there is out there. I should probably talk to my old professor about this before he dies.

Now that you wished me a happy Ramadan, you'll have to read all about Persian New Year! There will be a test on it : )

I hope your day improves!

I love you,

Me.
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Mon, Jul 23, 2012 at 11:48 AM

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

Hello HFG,

I read a little about it.  I know I missed it.  I didn't know there was a Zoroaster.  Wikipedia didn't have much to say.  I will go a little deeper.

It is slowly improving, which is to say time is passing.  I am in a difficult situation.  It will probably get worse before it gets better, but it will get better.

I am fascinated by translation.  It has a powerful influence on the world we live in.  Sometimes it seems like we are in the tower of babel.  Even when we get the words right, we often get the impression wrong.  Truth is that happens even within a language.  People have different meanings for words based on their own experience.  Only the Japanese have a coherent sense of their language.  I don't think any other culture could impose that kind of thinking.

Have a great day.  I am really looking forward to giving you a giant hug.

SNB
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Mon, Jul 23, 2012 3:47 PM

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

Hey you:

Zoroaster was the first dude who brought along monotheism and the concept of battle between good and evil. Others before him all had various gods. Don't you hate everybody changing Before Christ (BC) to Before Common Era (BCE) You know who is behind this, right?

Norooz has so many spellings it isn't funny. It's unfortunate that the closest phonetically is "no." No means new and rooz means day. This celebration is purely Persian before the A-rabs invaded us. The mullahs tried to get rid of it, but no go. Persians are Persian first, and Muslims second. This entry on the Persian New Year is comprehensive.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nowruz

 Before the Arabs came, people set up a table with 7 "sh" sounds, things as symbol of good luck including wine, Sharrab, and poetry, Sher, but the Arabs forbid alcohol, so people changed the 7 "sh" to 7 "s" to include vinegar, serkeh, and the Koran instead of poetry. My father once researched the original things people put that started with "sh" but some are ancient stuff that people don't even sell in stores anymore or use.  I'm the only one in my family who does the 7 "sh"s. I just changed the "s"s to "sh"s.

Koran to Khayyam
vinegar to wine
apples to nectarines
hyacinth to anemones
sprouted wheat to shamrock (really auspicious that Norooz always falls around St. Patty's Day,
otherwise I'd have a hard time with finding shamrock)
candles start with sh anyway as do sweets
You also put mirror for self-reflection, gold fish for life, eggs for fertility, coins for prosperity and wild rue to keep away the evil eye.

It's a really pagan celebration because it celebrates the arrival of spring, longer warmer days, time to plant, and so on. It lasts 14 days. Indians have similar celebrations.
OK, sorry for the long lesson on Iranian culture. But I love this feast and needed to share : )That is so absolutely true what you say about language. And how we all live in our own individual realities. That's why it's so important to keep communicating, even when/if we get it wrong on the first try or second try. So many times when people fight it's based on simple miscommunication that could've been cleared up.

I wish I could be more help with the situation you're in. I guess you can't really talk about it on email. I wish we could chat tonight. I hope the "worse" isn't going to be too bad. Time does soften things which is a good thing. Let me know if I can help, or just listen.

I love you. So, when we see each other, we give each other a really giant long hug. I can't wait.

XOXOXO

HFG
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Mon, Jul 23, 2012 at 4:32 PM

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

Hello HFG,

The beauty of my job is that I am responsible for everything.  The curse of my job, is that I am responsible for everything.  I do not expect this situation to resolve before September.  August is the hottest month.  I have about 6 weeks of hell in my future.  As long as I get some time with you it will be fine.

I am fascinated by all things Iranian.  I was unaware that Zoroastrians originated in Persia.  For some reason I thought that was another Indian religion.  Thanks for sharing.

I love you HFG.

Me 
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Mon, Jul 23, 2012 at 10:40 PM

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

I just got home from work.  I was at rehearsal when I got a call that the power went out.  The timing sucked.  Not that there is ever a good time for a power failure.  I am pooped.  I am going to take a shower, get stoned and crash.

How is your evening?

I love you HFG.  I am looking forward to seeing you.  I miss you and your hot little body.  I am hard thinking about you. 

Me
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Mon, Jul 23, 2012 at 11:40 PM

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

Sweet Dreams HFG.
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Mon, Jul 23, 2012 11:55 PM

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

What a huge drag. Did you have to leave and go there? It was probably disruptive and I know you feel a sense of responsibility to the band, as you should, but this was a fluke and out of your control. Why had the power gone out?

Every time I ask you if you know about building plumbing or electrical stuff you give me some vague esoteric response. So basically do you do handy man stuff around your house?

I can't wait to see you. I miss you. Every time I see you, it surprises me how I feel. It's like I see you in my mind's eye, but you're an apparition, then when I see you, you become concrete.

Goodnight my love,

HFG.

 

 

 

 

 

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