Back in July of 2008, I wrote a post about how I had a dream about this set of dude twins I had known back in the day. The post was about how I wanted to find them.
A few weeks or days (not sure) later, I wrote a follow up post that I had found them. One is a Dr., professor of many things, and one is an MBA / opera singer.
B (who lives around here) has been going through some stuff lately. Not my story to tell, but let's just say he's at a cross roads in a few areas. I've been trying to be his friend, and be there for him, but he would pull away almost as quickly as I'd offer to help.
Sunday night, as I was nestled on my couch in my p.js, I got a call from M's cell phone. I lept to answer it, because I was afraid that something bad had happened to B.
Nope - it was B, telling me that M was in town, and asking me if I wanted to hang out.
Now, here's the thing - Nothing (ok, not much) will get me off my couch on a Sunday night.
I have this flaw? asset? that I am loyal to my friends to a fault. When certain people call, I will come running, no matter what. Most of the people I would do this for would never take advantage of it (I hope) and they would do the same for me (I hope).
Of course, I got off the couch, put some real clothes back on, and headed out to the 'burbs at 9:30pm on a Sunday.
Admittedly, I wanted to see B in person and know for myself that while things are not exactly awesome for him, that at least he was getting along ok. I also wanted to see M. I hadn't seen him in a very very long time.
The three of us sat in B's sparsely furnished new apartment, sitting by candle light, drinking beer and listening to all kinds of mellow music.
I need to separate out the weird by brother, to make it less confusing:
First up - M
V: "M, I can't remember the last time I saw you"
V: "What? I really don't know for sure when it was"
M: "The Cass Hotel"
My face flamed up all red and hot. Shit -that's right. The last time I saw M, I tried to seduce him. Well, not really seduce him. I guess I was trying to sleep with him. We had been getting into something more than friendship for a while before that.
Needless to say, I failed in my attempt. I was mortified, crushed, and kinda let him go after that. It was easy - he was living out of state and was not coming back. This was many many years ago.
Well, M is considering a move back to IL. Maybe not Chicago, likely not Chicago, but back to IL. Me being me (no filter) I said:
"Huh. Not sure how I feel about you living in the same state as me again."
He gave me a look, then proceeded to tell me that he's aware there are a few Illinoisians that might feel the same way as I do.
I can't remember what exactly was said, but at one point, B said to us:
"Should I leave you two alone?" kinda joking, kinda not kinda thing.
There was no need to leave us alone - I was made aware that not only is M still involved with someone in NY, he also has someone in MO.
As I was leaving, M said
"So, you'd come visit me in Dekalb?"
"Sure, B will come with me"
V: sigh "We'll see. Maybe. I don't know"
Now for B
B was my junior prom date. Remember your junior prom date? I'm so lucky to still be friends with mine. He and I "dated" (as much as you can date in high school when you live in two different cities and don't have cars) for a little while back in the day. Long before the "thing" with M. That was college.
I had no thoughts of anything slutty or subversive, so the flirty Von was turned off.
B headed to the bathroom and M leaned forward and said:
"Please. Don't sleep with B"
I started waving my hands around and sputtering - "Wha? Who? What the?"
I finally composed myself enough to get a little pissed at M
"Why would you say that? The thought hasn't even entered my mind!"
"Well, he's thought about it, I'm sure."
So there it was. M proceeded to tell me that over the past few months, B has been a little out there as far as women go.
I still wasn't sure why this was being discussed but whatever. I guess the candles and music were starting to make some sense.
Lots of chatting. Lots of smiling at each other. Means nothing, I think. Late night, beers, been a few years since we'd seen each other.
Said my goodbyes, headed home. Long drive home in the middle of a Sunday night.
Lots to mull over.
I texted them both on Monday, separtely, to say how happy I was to see them, and the visit was worth staying up so late for.
M texted back that he will let me know if he got the job in Illinois or not.
B texted back to say he had fun too.
As of right now, this moment - I'm happy just to have them both as friends. Good friends. It was like no time at all had passed. I don't think I have romantic feelings towards either of them right now. I stand by the fact that I want someone entirely new, not at all connected to my past in any way.
Still, I felt it was a story worth sharing with you all. So there it is.