You know I was very lucky to have been born in the late 80’s. Kind of missed a lot of drama of the early part of that decade and in the next. My Mom and Aunt were pretty great parents, there was not a Disney movie or toy that came out that I didn't get. Next to the Little Mermaid, I think Pocahontas was my second favorite. Why her? Well, there was just something about her that I could identify with.
Despite appearances, I used to be this wild and adventurous kid. I liked to get into things and just run to the next thing with arms wide open. I lived my life like there was something just around the river bend. I’ve lived my life this way, then I became an adult and there comes the choice in the road. Choosing a path is not easy and since there was never anything that looked as good as continuing down that river.
No one ever tells you that some rivers end and you can get stuck on the rocks. Now I look back on all the opportunities I let pass me by and I get sad. This morning I want to talk about one specific one that I have always regretted passing up. It was 2008, and you couldn't tell me anything. At the time, I was 21 years old and sexy! There was not a day that went by that I didn't think about boys, fashion or money. At the time, I had just cleared some choppy water and was rolling on a river.
Working at one of the last privately owned and gay video stores in the Los Angeles area was a privilege. You got to meet so many people! And, not to toot my own horn but I’ve always attracted and befriended exceptional people; whether it be in character or ability…..I always meet really cool guys. And, one day I met my Monkey Ice King, you’ll understand why Ive given him this name a little later. But, I cant remember the first time we met because it can get really busy in that store and you just want to get everyone out quick.
But, it was a spring or summer day and I remember looking out the window. The window was partially blocked by displays. But, I looked down and saw this bike approaching. What was so interesting about this bike was the legs. I’d never seen such long, defined and perfect legs in my life. Well maybe on a runway but these were runway quality legs. And, then the legs walked in and here is this grey but really muscular nerdy looking jewish guy. Then to top it off, he has a voice just like the Ice King in Adventure time.
He noticed me and we just began this dialogue. He liked me! And, I liked him. It was evident from the start that he was a good man. I loved talking to him because he had lived through the decades I loved. He had all these amazing stories! He lived in Switzerland and Germany plus a few other places. More than sleeping with him, I just liked having him around! He made me feel pretty and like a good person.
So from time to time, he would come to the store. I’d take my break and the two of us would just sit and talk. When that didn't happen, he called and he emailed. He pulled for me and I wanted him but I didn't want to leave the river. But, he hated L.A. and wanted to continue on his journey. And, he did! One day he left! What once was an almost daily thing became sporadic messages on Skype from Germany. An occasional email from Zurich. He was gone but wasn't happy and I was here but wasn't happy.
Time changed and we both became different people. Life wasn't too kind to either of us. Moneys were low, friends and assistance was hard to come by. In his despair he felt the call to go back to the church and as a monk (here is were the monkey comes in). Maybe a great decision but not the best location. He ended up in a country that he hated and then of course there came me; if you know what I mean. Now he just seems so bitter and negative. He says it’s nothing but he just doesn't feel the same. The joy and optimism in his voice is gone. I miss him! He is my Monkey Ice King. And, I know that life might have been really different for the both of us if I could have just held on to him. But, I suppose everything happens for a reason.
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