With less than twelve days (as I write this) left, 2020 is finally going to be history, and I can only think of two words: GOOD RIDANCE!
What a rotten year this has been! (Understatement of the year!)
If you are like me, you had high hopes for this year. I looked forward to developing new relationships, and with retirement fast approaching (I will F*I*N*A*L*L*Y be retired at the end of April, 2021), I was especially planning a few "adventures". I was looking at when various cities were having their Gay Pride celebrations, and was planning to go to at least two outside of Toronto's June party. Halifax and Ottawa were both on my calendar, as was Vancouver, if their Pride celebrations didn't conflict with either Halifax's or Ottawa's. I was so looking forward to attending their parades and parties, openly celebrating my Queerness! I even had an opportunity to plan a trip to visit Seattle and visit the original Starbucks, and see Seattle's Pride Celebration. That trip wouldn't have conflicted with the celebrations in Toronto, Ottawa, and Halifax.
I still embrace the term "Queer" as that was THE accepted term for us when I began to realize I was Gay when I was ten-years-old, and I finally embraced my sexuality just eleven-weeks before my nineteenth birthday in 1973. The college I was attending even had a "Queer's Club" which my boyfriend and I were members!
I have several tee shirts that proclaim that I'm Gay and am proud of that. I had friends who were going to join me in my travels. I was in a "casual" relationship with a significantly younger guy (he's 23 now, while I am a senior, the age difference didn't seem to bother him) whom I can best describe as super-hot and sexy. He's the epitome of the "typical" young Gay guy, tallish, slender, with a tight, slender, and very smooth body, a hot, sexy, tight ass, sensuous smooth legs, long, slender, tight neck, light brown hair, super soft brown eyes, and a beautiful face! And smart! We met in September when he came to work for us as part of his university studies. He's been working on his Engineering degree and he was only scheduled to work for us for the fall before he had to return to university in January. I have to tell you, feeling his, *ahem*β, member inside my ass was heavenly! He could really go "deep"! Then there's throatf*cking, which is another matter too! (I much prefer anal sex, but I'm open to oral sex, mostly during foreplay!) And oh wow, did he ever have a sexy, tight ass! If you research the term "physical perfection", you will see his picture.
I had also got into a couple of routines that were enjoyable, one of which involved Sunday morning trips to a local Starbucks that has a certain reputation. This Starbucks is the largest one in the area. But, while being that big, it's still very intimate and even has a very romantic aura about it. It's known for being the go-to place for the GLBT community, given that, in the evening, ninety-five-percent of the cliental are, or were members of the Gay community, and of that ninety-five-percent, seventy-five-percent are, or were Gay males. It also is known for having extremely attractive young male Baristas! Trust me, they are! One in particular that was working the inside counter is extremely attractive. Plus, I think it's true that those Baristas are usually Gay! I know that one I just mentioned was, as he often wore a "GAY PRIDE" tee shirt. This particular young man was what I term as the epitome of the typical young Gay male, longish, curly blonde hair (I'm very partial to blonds), blue eyes, very beautiful face, longish, slender, tight neck, and a gorgeous, slender, tight body. I can say this too, he had nice, smooth legs, which he loved showing off by wearing shorts, even in winter! Pure eye-candy! Yum! Yum! The one point about this gorgeous kid was when I saw his name tag. His name was Ashley! This beautiful Barista was blonde and blue-eyed. Well, he was the most beautiful young guy I had met in a long time until I met that hot, delicious piece of vanilla cheesecake I spent most of the fall with. And this Barista's eyes really lit up when I handed him my travel mug with the rainbow stripes on in! "Yes, you deliciously beautiful piece of male cheesecake! I'm Gay, and I think you're just the most beautiful guy I've laid eyes on since my first boyfriend, who was simply the most beautiful guy in the world!" What was nice about this Sunday morning excursion in winter was that I could wear my shorts and not run into some mouthy idiot. If I did run into that mouthy idiot at this particular Starbucks, I would not have been the only guy there getting a rude comment about wearing shorts in winter. Nor would I have been the only one with smooth legs! When I went there, and I would usually go early, like around 7-A.M., there was usually two or three other "couples" enjoying the intimate and romantic atmosphere of the cafe! And by "couples", I mean, other Gay guys! There would be at least two Gay couples there on a Sunday morning. And these couples weren't all young people either. There was one couple who were both '50ish'. The thing was, like me, all these guys were usually wearing shorts like I was. They would sit in their booths holding hands and sipping their Mochas! I have always felt at home there. Plus, I would flirt with that gorgeous Barista if he wasn't too busy!
Yes, 2020 was looking so good and so promising.
Then came March!
And everything went to hell!
Thank you, COVID-19!
In the middle of March, in Ontario, everything got shut down. And I mean everything! Social events were being cancelled left, right, and center, including all Pride celebrations. There went all my travel plans, including Seattle! The travel company cancelled that trip in late April. Restrictions galore were put into place. Masks became mandatory in a lot of municipalities, including the one where I live. There were social restrictions at work, but the company was declared essential, so we kept operating. I did have the opportunity to work from home on numerous occasions. I've driven maybe twenty-five-hundred-kilometres since the middle of March. (I normally drive one-thousand-kilometres a month, now, it's like three-hundred!) Grocery stores were allowed to open, but you had to line up to get in. Still, there was only one time, and it was at the very beginning of everything going south, where I had to line up. All grocery stores began opening an hour earlier for seniors. There are some advantages to being at an "advanced" age! And coffee shops that had a drive-thru were allowed to be open, but inside-based service was banned. This Starbucks with the beautifully hot Barista was the only Starbucks at the time with a drive-thru. Normally, out of principle, and out of respect for the environment, I will not use a drive-thru. Normally! Even socializing was frowned upon. No social gatherings over five people. Social distance became the rule, keep six-feet between you and whomever was near you. The border between Canada and the U.S. was close and is still closed.
Talk about a major change in lifestyle! At least it affected everyone's lifestyle, and not just the Gay lifestyle!
Some of us were able to work around the social distance rules where the Sunday morning routine was concerned. The Starbucks that had the drive-thru was located in a small office building on the main floor. On either side were two very large parking lots, one on the east side of the building, the other on the west side. The west side parking lot use was restricted to people having business in that building. The east side lot was a public Municipal lot. This is where I broke down and violated my principles. I would go through the drive-thru, get my usual order, then I would drive around the building to the west side, and there, I would park my car. There would be three or four other cars there too, all Gay guys who frequented Starbucks on the Sunday morning. There would be seven to nine guys, since there would be three or four couples. Because my brief relationship was away, I was the single one. We parked far enough apart so that when we got our folding chairs out, we easily achieved the six-foot social distance. We were pretty much able to have our Sunday morning get-togethers right up into late November when the temperature got too low for sitting out for the ninety minutes or so we would be there. This considering we are all the type of people who wear shorts and even we all shave our legs! The cold air still felt sexy on my smooth, hairless legs, but after an hour-and-a-half, it began to get a little uncomfortable.
Things did begin to ease up in July. Any service business was allowed to open, but indoor seating was banned. At least (I) could go inside to get whatever it was I needed. This meant that when I went to my Sunday morning parking lot meetings, I could at least go inside and get my order, and to gaze at a cute Barista. Socializing was still limited to small groups of no more than ten, except for at work. Trouble was, those loosening of the rules didn't last long, and in late September, restrictions started to be implemented. Back to no going into places. Now, just as Christmas is approaching, everywhere is going back into full lockdown like back in March. Why? Because people don't listen and can't follow public health recommendations due mainly to their own stupidity and arrogance. Then again, what can you do when elected officials deliberately break the rules? So, here we are, back to the why we were in March! Ang we will remain that way until the middle of January.
Most of us too have been sending social e-mails to each other to just keep in touch. I'm not into media such as Facebook, Skype, Zoom, Twitter, or any of the other social media platforms, so it's communication by e-mail. Since the end of November when we put going to Starbucks on hold until either the weather warms up, or the vaccine becomes prevalent, the group of us have been sending e-mails to each other in the evenings. We've been able to keep in touch quite well! Still, I miss the face-to-face contact! I get e-mails from that hot beauty I had the relationship with every second or third day! Yes, we still keep in touch! And as soon as we can, he's going to come visit for a few days. Want to bet we spend most of our time in the bedroom?
One plus is that I've been able to get caught up on my reading. While delving into the world of Atheism, I've also read more books on the wonderful world of being Gay. "Queer X Design" by Andy Campbell, "Jesus Acted Up" and "Queering Christ" by Robert Goss, and "Queer: A Graphic History" by Meg-John Barker and Julia Scheele were the books I've read since May. Delving into the wide world of Atheism, I've managed to get through "Free Will" and "The Moral Landscape" by Sam Harris, "The God Virus" by Darrel W. Ray, and a collection of essays about walking away from religion called "Leaving the Pews" by Chrissy Stroop and Lauren O'Neal. Not many really, but I've never been known to sit down and pick up a book, then read it until I'm done. I also have a book entitled "This Book Is Gay" by Juno Dawson. That book was loaned out to a neighbour's son who knew I was Gay. He's thirteen, and has been exploring his own sexuality. He told me he wasn't totally sure he was Gay, and he had heard of the book, and he wanted to read it just to confirm his sexuality. Yes, he now knows he's certified Gay. AND!! He has a boyfriend. And yes too, he did give me back the book. Are his parents upset that their son is Gay? Honestly, not really! All they care about is that he's happy with his life. Wow! Tolerant parents!
Yes, life as we know it has changed so much! The depressing part is that this could keep going well into 2021! There is hope though. The first vaccines have arrived and are going to the health care workers and residents of long-term care homes. I personally hope I can get vaccinated by the end of May!
So, as this disastrous year ends, I hope you all stay safe, and I wish you a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Holidays, and most of all, hopefully, 2021 will make us all forget what a disastrous year 2020 was, and we can say, Happy New Year!
Be safe!
My love to everyone!
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