ABSILVER's World

Love comes from the most unexpected places In someone's eyes you've never met Who wants to get to know you In someone's smile you can't forget And if the music plays on in your mind Take all the love that you can find And if love takes you in Take all the love that you can find And hope it comes again Love comes from the most unexpected places A love song on the radio you never heard enough of In bars that thrive on loneliness Where people sell their sorrow for your time They take the love that they can find And if love takes them in They take the love that they can find And hope it comes again Love comes in many ways In lovers' arms in sweet bouquets But if nothing's said than nothing's ever heard So here i stand outside your door And i'm trying to tell you just once more That i love you I still love you Love comes from the most unexpected places Alone again i search a street of unrelated faces Where strangers look the other way They're so afraid my

Hmm. Beautiful, horrible, magical, terrible. Reason to laugh and smile. Reason to cry yourself to sleep at night. Start a fight. Make up, break up, wrong or right. Heaven for all its worth can equally be held right here on earth. (And no one really knows anything about it) But everybody needs it. We can't life without it. And that's the way it goes.) Darkest day, brightest night. Just some other things you might hear if you ask what love feels like. And it feels like joy, and it feels like pain. And it feels like sunshine, feels like rain. An excuse for dying, reason to live. And if you don't know, that's what love is. Love is. Gentle kiss, sweet caress. Kiss the base of your neck. Argue until my head bursts, I can't remember what you said. Out, screaming loud, don't know what we're screaming bout. So confused and yes its true, but if it wasn't there what would we do? (And no one really knows anything about it) But everybody needs it. We can't live w

I was accused of always writing in my blog of things that do not reflect my happiness. Although not every day can be happy, or joyous I do have plenty to be happy about and usually feel like one of the lucky ones. So... Here are a few of the things that make and continue to make me happy. 1. A quiet walk to the breakers in Provincetown. 2. A quiet walk in Provincetown interrupted by friends, and the flowers of spring and summer. 3. Good friends that you can depend on. 4. Having successfully sold my house in Jersey to help survive career shifts and the economy. 5. The work my business ABS Partner Marketing brings me even if I am not totally ready for constant work (smiles) 6. The welcome of Pearl (corgi) when I return. 7. Realizing at the end of a business trip I will be back in my own little slice of paradise. 8. Learning that things are just that... Things. I do like nice ones but in the end they are not nearly as important as happiness and the people in your life. 9. Ending a 24 yea

Here I sit in the lovely town of Provincetown. Across the street is the beach, and the water of the bay. As as I watch the sky go from gray clouds to the dark of night I am reminded how lucky I really am. To sit here in the middle of paradise, even in my small slice of it is priceless. People come from all over the world to spend their week here and I get to wake up every morning in paradise. That said... living in paradise comes with its own challenges. We have the luxury in Provincetown that the SEASON is only 10 weeks really. We stretch it out to before Memorial Day and continue themed weekends up till November, but it really is From July to Labor Day if the weather holds. This year has been quite challenging. As the west coast is baking, and the center of the country is tried with rain we seem to have a difficult time stringing together more than a few days of sun and warmth. I have turned on the AC once, and tonight am thinking I will need the Duvet for the first time sin

We all have our own definitions of what these words mean.. and frankly how to explain them to others. Is love about passion? is it about the love felt because someone is your child? friend? spouse? pet? There are so many kinds of love in the world one must wonder how to find comfort in such a word. We all seem to not just want but to need real love. In my mind, as Barbra Streisand sings on her Superman Album Love Comes From Unexpected Places. It can be a man standing in a bar. It can come from sitting out in the sun with an incomparable dog... just looking for love and affection. Or, can come in from the cold on winter night when you are just trying to chill at a restaurant or bar alone. But, we all seem to thing we know what love is when it comes to our door. To me, there is an unexpected love. The love that when it hits you, you know that your life will never be the same. That when you find that person your heart opens a hidden door. There is some compartment or ability to

Have you every wondered what it is like living in the San Diego zoo? Imagine, that you lived in your home and environment and all was fine. The same house, the same trees, the same chair you maybe sitting in now. The only difference is that now there are people walking by and watching you. If you decide to eat, drink, sleep, walk down the hallway for popcorn here are people watching. That is what I thought of this morning in Provincetown. Walking down the street and watching it come alive with tourists. And seeing their eyes as they see the lush flowers, the stores open, the restaurants and just people all meandering from here to there. Looking at the homes, and enjoying a break from their lives and comparing this to whatever their life maybe. Similar to being at the zoo watching the chimpanzees eating bananas and socializing. What strikes me.. is in this case the animals are the locals now such as myself. Living in the house, going to the store, and doing every day things.. w

Selling Highland Park for me is like a caterpillar who has to wrap itself in a cocoon and shed its skin to be become a butterfly. This morning I am home, sittin here in Provincetown... I never thought 3 years ago that I was moving home when I bought this condo. I bought it for an escape from New Jersey and to give me a gay escape (and Harry) in the months we were up north. But, Provincetown has a way of working itself under your skin and with a great family here at the condo and new friends all over town, Provincetown slowly became home and Highland Park slowly became a destination to escape when I needed space. So.. it maybe smaller (i.e. how does 2200 go into 310) but it is home and I slept like a baby finally being home last night. This sale has made for a very trying month. Selling real estate, or more to the point being a seller of real estate, is not an easy or pleasant task. Inspections, repairs, permits, lack of permits by town folk that knew what was going on from the be