The Dark Horse Ponies Up

Now, this may come as a surprise to some of you, having released the dark horse in a previous post, but he came round again and we’ve been playing quite nicely together ever since.  Though he was still doing the yes/no, hot/cold, come here/go away dance he had been since the start of things and it was beginning to do my head in.  I told him as much, in what I am referring to as the sock puppet talk, which goes a little something like this…

This is all feeling very one-sided.  It’s perfectly fine for you to call and show up at all hours, but when I try it I get this (one hand held out away from the body) no no, I need some downtime, think I’d rather spend the evening alone, etc etc.  And this one (other hand held close to the body), this close vulnerable one is the one I like and want more of and I don’t know how to reconcile the two.

I performed this sock puppet talk sans sock puppets fully expecting the dark horse to bolt and this to be the final end of things.  But instead of running away and avoiding me, he said I think I can do that.  Pardon?  Yes, that’s right.  The dark horse and I are going steady.  Yes, like we’re fifteen. 


3 thoughts on “The Dark Horse Ponies Up

  1. I’ve been waiting with bated breath (whatever that means) and now I didn’t understand a word you said. It must be a generation gap. (smile) Well, okay, maybe a word or two. But would love to hear more about “the dark horse.”

      • Just talked to your mom this evening and she said that you had gone to Santa Fe. Wish we could have been there to show you around. We loved the two years that we lived there. Hope you were there over a Saturday so that you could experience the Indian Market in the Plaza. I can still smell the bread baked in a horno oven. We would always buy a loaf, but never made it home without having half of it torn away so we could eat it on the way home.

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