It was 2007, I think. And it had been about a year or two since I began getting over my previous long-term relationship.
It was a dark and difficult time for me, so I was glad to be in a new place – a place where I could be adventurous and free to do whatever I wanted. I was finally done pitying myself because of the breakup, and wanted to be happy Being alone in my mid twenties was difficult because I’ve always had a pretty high libido, so I was lonely. Not just sexually but also for companionship.
My relationship with Trish was never a “relationship,” only a friendship. But from about September 2007 to April or May 2008, our friendship was one that gave me amazing emotions but also some heartache.
We started talking on MySpace. She was thirty-two or thirty-three back then. We shared so many interests: Same tastes in movies, a shared love of space and the cosmos, and had the same great passion for music. And for any music that she and I didn’t have in common, we were content to share with each other.