Hedonism

he·don·ism - the pursuit or devotion to pleasure.
I went out tonight with a former roommate. We went to a gay club here in Columbus. Knowing of course, that I'm dating Chris, I went in knowing I'd go home alone. But let me set this up for you. The front part of the bar has a dance floor. Walking past, i would guess that 25% of the people on the floor had their shirts off. I went into the back part of the bar where two strippers were performing. I went back to the front and saw two shirtless boys simulating sex acts on the dance floor. (I'm no prude, but I'll leave it to your imagination.) That's when I got the idea to write about this. What brings pleasure. All of the five senses can bring pleasure in one way or another. Taste-Who didn't have a drink? Those under 21.
Touch-There was a LOT of that going on. Strippers in thongs and shirtless boys dancing together.
Hearing-Everyone could feel the thump of the beat of the music. The melodies wafted into the air and even I found myself singing along to some of the songs. Smell-Maybe not so much this one.
Sight-Do I really have to explain? Boys with smooth chests moving like snakes on the dance floor. I have to be honest; I found myself staring.

I was sitting on a stool. My friend was talking to a couple people and I didn't want to interrupt his game. I was watching people walk by, and Leonard approached me. He asked if I wanted a drink.
I said, "I'll take a drink if you're buying, but I'm not single."
He said, "Is your boyfriend here?"
"No"
"OK let's go." he replied.
I told him once again that I would drink, but I was not single, and I would not be doing anything more than talking. He introduced himself and then introduced me to his niece. After, drinking some of my beer, I told him I was going to look for my friend. He was still talking to the guys from earlier, so I asked if he was going home with me. He shook his head no, so I left the bar.

Hedonism? Oh yeah. I observed some tonight. I even participated to an extent. But I am proud to say that I came home alone because I have a ring on my finger. My devotion to Chris is tested in small ways time and again. I love him. Every time I go out without him, I realize that more. Every time I go out with him, I appreciate what we have.