He’s an interesting friend of mine…
Since I’ve been writing about Ben and my mother – check this out. True of course. Ben and I met at work. The unusual friendship was growing and we had begun to pal around together outside of work. This was about 35 years ago. I was driving. Ben was riding shotgun and his cello was […]
My lifelong friend, Ben, has a Scorpio sun in the 10th house. He periodically puts himself through deep and rigorous self-examination. It’s just something he has to do. We talked last night; I guess he was checking his findings. He finds himself lacking, of course.
I was talking to my friend, Ben, this weekend. We’ve known each other for 35 years or so. He was recalling a conversation he had with someone he knows… “They you are. You’re moaning away. You’re moaning and moaning and I understand. You want to moan away and you’re welcome to do it. Be self-indulging.
I was talking to my lifelong friend, Ben. This was right before I was going to surgery. I told him at one point, “This is our conversation in case die.” He’s a Scorpio matched with my 8th house. He told me about a challenge in his life. He seemed stuck for no reason. “This is
I spoke with my friend, Ben last night. We met 28 years ago, the last time Saturn hit Scorpio. I failed to marry my husband 28 years ago when Saturn was in Libra and corrected that error this time. Now I wonder how the Saturn return of Ben and I might play out. Ben and
Some years ago I was dating a lot of men. There was a huge stream of them but I was unable to connect, over and over and over and over and my friend, Ben and I were analyzing the situation. If you’re a heterosexual woman it’s very good to talk to a gay man about
Kingsley wrote on the Salina, Kansas blog: “Its good to be popular that’s for sure” Kingsley, that is interesting because just last week I was discussing this with a friend. She said most people desired to be popular and/or famous and did not understand people who did not. I am someone who does not and
Ben and I, still catching up. We were discussing the soldier. “Well Ben, it’s just this unfathomable level of maleness,” I said. “Maleness from another world. Chivalry I guess. My kind of maleness.” “Tell me what you mean,” he said. “Well for example, take that helmet incident. We were outside a bar and I was
