Yesterday I was geocaching with my boyfriend (Your what?) around the Space Needle. After a couple successes we decided to trek back to the car. Walking through the grounds I reached out and grasped his had. Public displays of affection never happen without thought for me, including holding a boy's hand.
The extended glances we get always bother me. The eyes of people we pass always seem to say, "Wait, were they holding hands?" It is not like I think I am going to get beat up, Seattle is one of the most educated cities in the nation, but at times the extra attention bothers me.
I will find myself wanting to hold his hand but wondering if I can. Sometimes I dont care, sometimes I am like fuck it. But sometimes I just want to hold hands like any other couple. I want to hold hands and be just boring. Are we really a circus act?
While we were walking back to my car yesterday a little girl pointed at us explaining, "Look at that!" My heart sank, I wanted to disappear. There was a moment of sheer terror. Then her dad commented that the foundation, the fountain behind us which the little girl was pointing at, was pretty cool.
8.17.2009
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Max and I were walking to the farmers market in downtown Sacramento on Sunday morning, when we passed a mom walking with her young daughter. Max overheard the little girl (maybe 4 years old) ask her mom, "how come there are two daddies?"
I had to laugh at that question since we were not even holding hands nor did we have any children with us.
the most "educationed" city?
I LOL'd.
I didn't know you had a BF. Congratulations on that!
Kurt, don't discount that some people might stare because in their heart of hearts they are thinking, "I wish I had the courage to walk down a city street holding hands with the man I love." I've certainly been guilty of that stare--one that is a combination of wistful jealousy and longing.
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