…and I’m not talking about the weather (which has been sunny and unseasonably hot).

Tonight’s the, well, cherry date with Cherry. We meet at 7:00 so I’ve still got some hours to fill with anticipation. Meanwhile, my initial forays back on the dating sites continue to spark some interest amongst the lonely lovelies out there. Well, honestly, quite a few of them are not all that lovely. I don’t know what it is but it seems most of the woman tagging me are late 50s and up, definitely NOT my demographic. Ah well, it goes with the territory I suppose.

So last night I decided to change it up. Instead of the bars of Barretto I hit Baloy Beach. These are hotel bars so no dancers and no drink sluts juicy girls. I really needed a break from that scene. I’m also on a self-imposed hiatus from Alley Cats (the dart bar). My reasoning is that every hour I spend there is a distraction from my quest for greater fulfillment. I’m just too comfortable in that place so I’m getting out of my comfort zone.

For the first time ever I ventured into Harley’s Hotel bar. I don’t know why I’ve avoided it in the past, it was actually quite nice.

I sat outside. Just me, my beer, and a pleasant view.

I had intended to do a bar crawl including Blue Rock resort, Treasure Island, Lagoon, Da’ Kudos, Johan’s and maybe South Sea Pearl if I was still standing. But whilst enjoying my second beer at Harley’s I got a message from Jessa, the birthday girl I wrote about last week. She saw my Facebook post about doing Baloy and wanted me to join her at Treasure Island for beers (she was due to finish work in a few minutes). So I hustled on over.

First time I’d ever got the impression that Jessa had any interest in me other than as a customer/friend. We sat and talked and drank for around three hours. I told her about my four failed marriages, and she talked about how her father died when she was two and her mother abandoned the family shortly afterwards. No one has seen her mom since. Bizarre. If I understood correctly Jessa’s daughter has an American father who is also out of the picture. Anyway, it was a fun and interesting evening.

And now I’m thinking it might develop where I’ll be in a situation of having to make some choices. Which is really, really getting ahead of myself I know. I’m very excited about meeting Cherry and I’m very hopeful we connect in a positive way (and that she is who she purports to be in her Date in Asia profile). But I’m also going to see about spending some more time getting to know Jessa better as well.

Feast or famine it seems, but always good to have choices. Not that my track record of making good choices is anything to blog about. We’ll see.

We can never know about the days to come
But we think about them anyway
And I wonder if I’m really with you now
Or just chasing after some finer day.

And tomorrow we might not be together
I’m no prophet, I don’t know natures way
So I’ll try to see into your eyes right now
And stay right here, ’cause these are the good old days.