I’ve been hanging out a lot with one of my exes lately. He’s here visiting for Carnival. We had an on/off relationship a few years back (four? five?) but have maintained a really good friendship.

But of course, it’s Carnival. With soca music and wining and gyrating and alcohol. And temptation. I’m surprised actually. I’d thought we were past that. Apparently not. We’re starting to look good to each other again. No… He’s starting to look good to ME again. I don’t think I ever stopped looking good to him. He’s never stopped trying whenever I was single. Rascal.

I’m keeping a safe distance. It’s more fun to dance around it than to actually do it. He reckons he’d have to get me really drunk to get me to follow through. He’s right. Thats why I made sure to leave without him tonight. Let’s see how long I can stave him off.