Ok, so here's the thing...
Jul. 18th, 2006 06:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wwcitizenI admit it... I had an absolutely, positively exciting, relaxing, fun, (sometimes emotional - in a good way!!) and somewhat spiritual experience in Provincetown. I know some friends would say, "Spiritual??? Honey, in Ptown?? What were YOU on?" But seriously, we were in a resort town frolicking around for 8 days; we were not oddities there, but WELCOMED! That, my friends, was a real culture shock. At one point in the Video Bar (at the Crown & Anchor), Matt and I were so enthralled with the videos, the day's happenings, our surroundings, and all our friends, that we couldn't speak. He looked at me once, though, in the middle of a video based on Joan Crawford and said, "Baby, I feel like I'm getting gay-er by the minute here!" And there it was happening: Ptown made us gayer for about 5 days, and then we started getting too much of it. Seriously, Spiritus pizza was only one of the things that I started regurgitating. Another unexpected element was that I truly wanted to return to being "unusual," "different," "a freak of society," "secret in our relationship". I mean, my goodness! I was tweaking my nipple at a straight guy at a restaurant after some catty remark he made, and he laughed hysterically at the joke. THEN said good-bye as we left the restaurant!! Only in Ptown could that happen.
Some of the other stuff I coughed up was more than skin deep and definitely not food-related. There is so much beauty in every person I encounter; sometimes it's pretty hard to find. Typically, out of love for humanity, I try to find that inner beauty as much as I can even in short interactions, but especially on vacation when I have more time to invest in others, not feeling rushed toward my next venue; I never shut anyone out of my search unless they truly give me reason to, and those people are interestingly few and far between. I believe that because of that attitude, I have found a really good basis of friendships - some close at home and others just a phone call away. The attitude stems from both my upbringing in the religious South and experiencing people who had a palpable disdain for others - I did NOT want to be like those people - ever.
However, particularly in Ptown, I grew to be so overwhelmed with the barrage of people trying to get me to come to their restaurant, or see their show, or buy their ice cream, or hang out at their bar, or see their wares, that I slowly became dismissive to more genuine people who may not have been asking anything of me. Some of these "other" people I encountered only wanted to be acknowledged as a fellow human being; I felt at one distinct moment that I denied one person that acknowledgement, and I sincerely believe that person was an angel trying to teach me something about my own humanity. What I learned in that brief, poignant moment (that still brings tears to my eyes) is that we should not discount another human being for simply being.
That's enough for now... I will return to the more mundane topics at a later date.
Some of the other stuff I coughed up was more than skin deep and definitely not food-related. There is so much beauty in every person I encounter; sometimes it's pretty hard to find. Typically, out of love for humanity, I try to find that inner beauty as much as I can even in short interactions, but especially on vacation when I have more time to invest in others, not feeling rushed toward my next venue; I never shut anyone out of my search unless they truly give me reason to, and those people are interestingly few and far between. I believe that because of that attitude, I have found a really good basis of friendships - some close at home and others just a phone call away. The attitude stems from both my upbringing in the religious South and experiencing people who had a palpable disdain for others - I did NOT want to be like those people - ever.
However, particularly in Ptown, I grew to be so overwhelmed with the barrage of people trying to get me to come to their restaurant, or see their show, or buy their ice cream, or hang out at their bar, or see their wares, that I slowly became dismissive to more genuine people who may not have been asking anything of me. Some of these "other" people I encountered only wanted to be acknowledged as a fellow human being; I felt at one distinct moment that I denied one person that acknowledgement, and I sincerely believe that person was an angel trying to teach me something about my own humanity. What I learned in that brief, poignant moment (that still brings tears to my eyes) is that we should not discount another human being for simply being.
That's enough for now... I will return to the more mundane topics at a later date.
