The Arts Bar
There is a funky-looking, trendy, minimalist little Ramen restaurant up on Broadway that I have wanted to try out. On Saturday night, I went to the Ramen restaurant with 2 friends with whom I often go out to eat. It is a very small place that seats, maybe, 25 people. My friends often pick me up in there small truck but I live only a couple blocks away from this particular place and it was a gorgeous night so I walked and met them there. I can't even pronounce correctly what I had to eat but it was Vegan which is why I selected it. It had in-house made ramen noodles in it, some really good mushrooms and surprisingly delicious seared cabbage. I don't like cabbage but I like to be open-minded and it was very good prepared that way. We ate a very good, simple dinner and they gave me a ride home. When we left Shio, the Ramen place, we walked by the open door of the Uptown Arts Bar to get to their truck. As we walked by, I looked inside hoping, maybe, to see someone. He wasn't there but I knew he had been there.
I have only been to the Arts Bar once and it was a lot of fun mostly because of the person I was with. That was probably one of the best nights of my life in many ways and there wasn't even any sex involved. I did have to walk home alone and that was not fun. I remember being scared and really paranoid about someone/anyone following me. I wasn't sure if that was because I was picking up on bad vibrations from someone nearby or the incredibly huge, inept hit of pot I inhaled like the novice I pretty much am in that area. It burned my lungs too. I didn't like that part of it but smoking it with him was fun. Something about him makes me feel so free and I love that about him. Just when you think you can take a deep breath without burning your lungs, things change. My light-hearted, fun friend who made me laugh changed pretty much inexplicably. One day, he was texting me "Happy Birthday" and 3 days later he was "moving on" from our fun months together. Even more disturbing, he cut himself off from friends and family and put himself back into a previously very toxic situation for him. I guess he would have no reason to be sitting at the Uptown Arts Bar on a random Saturday night but I know he was there. I had so much fun with him over the months we reconnected; easily the most fun I have ever had with anyone. I miss him.
I have only been to the Arts Bar once and it was a lot of fun mostly because of the person I was with. That was probably one of the best nights of my life in many ways and there wasn't even any sex involved. I did have to walk home alone and that was not fun. I remember being scared and really paranoid about someone/anyone following me. I wasn't sure if that was because I was picking up on bad vibrations from someone nearby or the incredibly huge, inept hit of pot I inhaled like the novice I pretty much am in that area. It burned my lungs too. I didn't like that part of it but smoking it with him was fun. Something about him makes me feel so free and I love that about him. Just when you think you can take a deep breath without burning your lungs, things change. My light-hearted, fun friend who made me laugh changed pretty much inexplicably. One day, he was texting me "Happy Birthday" and 3 days later he was "moving on" from our fun months together. Even more disturbing, he cut himself off from friends and family and put himself back into a previously very toxic situation for him. I guess he would have no reason to be sitting at the Uptown Arts Bar on a random Saturday night but I know he was there. I had so much fun with him over the months we reconnected; easily the most fun I have ever had with anyone. I miss him.
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