Have you ever been so frustrated and stressed out with one person that the internal feeling was like a heart attack? I think I had a total break down this last weekend on my trip and it’s probably ended my time with this person. I can’t now detail one thing but it’s a whole package kind of problem.
I went out to South Beach this past weekend with a woman I’m dating and stayed at the Doubletree Surfcomber Hotel. Conveniently it’s the national butch lesbian convention at my hotel and each day, the pool is packed with all the participants for the convention. Contrary to believe, it didn’t make for good eye candy at the pool but I had my own things to worry about.
We hit the beach or the pool most of the weekend, hit up an empty sushi resturant (Chill and Sushi), Mojito’s and Mango’s Tropical Cafe on the beach strip. Clubs were Opium, Crobar, and Nikki Beach, among others.
I can’t even remember what started the fights except I’m sure it revolved around jealousy and an imbalanced relationship. I can’t see this going any further emotionally. Regardless, here’s some pics of the weekend:
