Alpha Beta Gamma Delta

Alpha in this series is someone many readers know well. She is for me a universe all her own and nothing needs to be said except I adore her and depend on her.

Beta was a godsend when I got out of the house, a childhood friend except for an adult-chemistry-enabling forty-year gap, a woman whose love and wisdom have been extremely helpful to me. Dare I say it, she's enjoyed me too.

Gamma would be a great "serious" girlfriend if I was looking for one. She knows it, too. But I've been straight with her from the start about continuing to date others, and frankly she is struggling. I have a lot of other stories I won't tell -- she's a lot more volatile than I can keep up with in a blog, and in fact B thinks I should move on and swiftly -- but the upshot is she has it going on in her own special way and I won't just run away for fear she might dimly remind someone of my ex. Let's face it, I respond to hard capable women who, deep down in their soft chewy center, are in pain.

Delta is a most appropriate nym. She emerged from the dim rope-light glow of a DJ dome in the wee hours at our local BMan Decom event, to dance with me for two hours in perfect rhythm, hands and lips touching as outside the rain whispered and the wind sighed. She didn't come looking for anyone, and neither did I, and I think that allowed a particular magic to ignite. In subsequent weeks we've discovered the joy of continual discovery, both in moments stolen from our busy lives and in long nights conjured from our unique energy. She is unique, very much so, and understands that part of her attraction for me is that she is not entirely available. I understand that too, and it works.

Why is Delta appropriate? Besides the fact I'm being a geek engineer with these labels? Because Δ is the mathematical symbol for change, and I've a feeling this one will affect me over the long term as an artist, being an artist herself, her ship driven by her own strong breezes.

So anyway, there we are, A B Γ Δ. The gods are amused, as each of these women offer very different levels of involvement, their lives revolving to very different rhythms, and my head is sometimes spinning. Never let it be said these aren't interesting times; nor let it be doubted that if there are gods toying with our little lives, they do not hate me.