Occasionally we meet people who make us
smile days after our first encounter. Even more occasionally, you will find
your self wishing you could see them again, or re live the time you had together,
no matter how trivial, because it simply made you happy. The funniest way about
feeling like this is that sometimes, you never expect it. Every girl has a
type, whether they know it or not. If you ask your friends, they will easily be
able to speculate as to which type of guy you make a dive for when you’re out,
or who you gravitate towards in social settings. My type thus far has proven
incredibly predictable, but since they’re my “type”, and seemingly engrained in
my DNA, I haven’t been able to stray too far. And yet, just recently I met
someone who at first didn’t even catch my eye, and now I’m sitting here
wondering why I cant get them out of my head. Luckily the man in question is
geographically out of reach, a factor that probably quadruples his appeal
because girls are fun like that… complicating everything seems to be our hobby.
The real question is what is it about him
that has my head spinning? One night talking, and an almost kiss should hardly
be enough to have me sitting here unable to focus on my assignments impending
due date. Realistically, he is probably just another reason for my mind to
avoid uni, like television or snacking, but what if he isn’t merely a
distraction but someone I will still be thinking about months down the road? It
is times like this I am endlessly grateful for my upcoming departure from
reality (Europe). These kinds of thoughts are, at the end of the day, super
inconvenient for someone who has a million things to do and can’t even consider
giving a boy the time of day, let alone space in her busy mind! My best friend –
god love her - truly believes she is doomed to remain single for the rest of
her life, and despite being happy now she has speculated the idea that perhaps
that’s a concept worth getting used to (however for the record, I think she’s
far to beautiful inside and out to think she’ll wind up without a trail of men
chasing her). So when I tell her I can’t stop thinking about a boy I am surprised
by her excitement. This is after all how it always begins, and eventually
whether it’s days, weeks or months later, the sparks burn out and once again
its just us, a routine I have grown simultaneously used to and fond of, as it’s
a cycle that’s been in full swing for the last six years.
In the movies, relationships seem to magically
evolve from these one-night encounters. The Hollywood born characters we get lost
in are fortunate enough to skip all the messy “in between” time that
essentially build the foundations of a real relationship. In any budding
romance there is ALWAYS that awkward time period where you have to ask
uncomfortable questions like “Are you seeing any one else?” “Are we exclusive?”
(What ever that means!?) and my least favorite “what does this all mean?” All
of this, while keeping your distance and not wanting to seem too keen! It’s a complicated
formula, mastered only by few. If life was
in fact to follow the framework of a Hollywood RomCom, I would find myself in a
very happy relationship following last weeks encounter. Fortunately for the
sake of both myself and mystery man this is not the case and we, like the rest
of the real world, will have no choice but to venture through messy in between
territory. It is after all half the fun.
Xo
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