While building a bonfire at the beach yesterday in honor of my sister, a guy comes by. He wants to know what I'm doing and then offered to help keep the fire going (the wood was wet and the wind was strong). We ended up sitting around a nice fire for about 2 hours talking about everything under the sun. It was a lot of fun getting to know someone new and having zero complexity/commitment to muddy things up. He's in town for the next year so I may see him again, though I kinda think it'll be a one time, love-'em-and-leave-'em, thing. I was not only comfortable with having this guy join me, but I was thrilled at the opportunity to get to know someone new. It actually turned out to be a perfect, God-sent situation cause I was able to talk about my sister's death, my divorce and tons of other crap. It was a healing time.
When this guy walked up I'm like, "Cool. God sent someone to spend this time with me." It was a sort of freaky optimism that doesn't come naturally to me with all that's going on in my life. God's doing something in me. I'm totally developing some mad social skills. Next thing you know I'll start saying hello to people at the grocery store and helping old ladies cross the street. Will the madness never end!?
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I'm so proud of you. I think you were born to be a social star.
Kiana | September 23, 2004 6:39PM