dearest joy, 10-30-2005, letters to a writer

i could see realities of partnerships getting tangled with insecurities and selfishness. you're not there yet and that is something to be grateful for. others are in a hurry, trekking yahoo and msn messengers, and delving deeper into the high school yearbook to find the handsome lad of youth who is ever so uncommitted but who is willing to give up freedom for a life in the first world. that is so pathetic. your john frusciante is just around the corner. he might be lurking within the walls of your ward, or not. jerks are also aplenty so you need to be careful. some crossed paths with their blokes through watering holes and clubs. others settle for porters. others meet through a book club, or wonder of wonders, pinoy parties. i know we would not be happy with blokes who cannot spell led zeppelin but would you rather settle and forever be heartbroken or wait for mr. right?

always, shiv