Where in the World is V Dot?

Folks...no dating/relationship news to report at the moment.

Work has just been crazy, super busy. I'm currently traveling for work - just left Jamaica, headed to New Mexico tomorrow, then Mexico City, Atlanta, Montreal, NYC and back to Jamaica.

Not a lot of opportunity to date at the moment.

The cutie with the sweater is still in the picture. We haven't seen each other - he travels for work and I am right now, too, but he calls. So cute.

And an ex is really pressed to rekindle our past relationship. He's been writing everyday but I haven't had much time to do more than give him 3 sentence responses to his heart felt missives. He still wants me to travel with him. Another guy I used to date, who I couldn't travel with because of work, is actually headed back to Chicago soon (he lives out of the country).

That's what's going on.

Say What, Say Huh?

Last week, I received an email from an ex. The subject line read: "Just Hear Me".

I opened the email to find the following message:

"You are a truly beautiful and amazing woman! I was thinking about you and looking at some of your pictures and recalling the moments we have spent together. Thank you for have enriching my life. You are truly amazing…"

Ordinarily, this would have delivered a nice confidence boost, making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. However, I was left with a screwed up face, wondering what the he!! he had been smoking. Because...

He sent another email, about 20 minutes later, that told me he and his wife had filed for divorce, that he was planning his future and wondering if we could revisit our past relationship. He'll be in town in September and wants to meet.

I have not seen this man in 7 years. Yes...7. S-E-V-E-N. We dated in 2000, maybe 2001, for a few months. He proposed then and I, nowhere near the 'love' stage had to *politely* decline. We reconnected via LinkedIn (damn social networks) earlier this year and, since then, I've been getting long missives that describe his feelings for me and how much he misses me.

Here's what I think:

This guy believes me to be a simp who will gobble up all the compliments and readily open my legs for him when he comes to town.


OR

He is unhappy where his life is headed and is thinking back to a more "innocent" time, where he didn't have to deal with the realities of a real job, a family and a failed marriage.

I am going with Option 2.

You see, women do this a lot: cling to old memories because it reminds them of a time when they felt young or hot or both. Some of woman kind makes up ish in their heads, all because they want a better/different life. But you rarely get to witness men in this state.

It's interesting, to say the least.

What is it about life - real life - that makes us create some alternate world where we think we can just pick up with a former flame - one who turned down your proposal(!) - we haven't seen in seven years?

Is the reality of being a grown up - mortgages/rent, bills, family obligations, etc. - so overwhelming that we have to dive head first into a fantasy world? Doesn't creating this fantasy make life that much harder? I mean, won't living in dreamland only make you more frustrated that things aren't working out the way you envisioned them?

You tell me.


In case you were keeping score: Men lost this round, too.