We did karaoke the other day.

At the St. Patrick's day parade I saw a guy who gave me the electric feeling. He was standing in the crowd opposite me and everything felt orange when I saw him. My eyes kept clicking back onto his face.

It turns out he's a dancer with a touring group, and he gave a little performance. I talked with him  after, got his name, facebooked, sent a message. Will probably not hear back.

I do not know about this electric quality that some few men have that makes me want to be with them. I've felt it from straight men and gay men. It's like their eyes are the key to making that warm thing that has never existed but can save everything in the entire world.

The karaoke was  fun too.

It's my three week unpaid spring break between contracts now, which makes me feel eager to be back in the states. I think about what I'm going to do after I get back . . .  I don't know, exactly, but I'll find a way.

And a date. I have a date tomorrow with a guy in Tokyo.  Because I don't want two years of not even trying to love someone.