So...I met someone over the weekend.
And...I felt like I was 18 again. He kissed me on the most uncomfortable sofa in the world and I felt full of energy and passion and pure happiness.
Naturally...this is not a perfect scenario.
#1...he is the ex-boyfriend of a friend.
#2...we were in her apartment...which she is leaving...and he was visiting to help her pack some "manly" items up.
#3...he lives in another state
#4...he may be 10 years younger than me
#5...we had been drinking...although we weren't shit-faced
#6...we were making out while watching INHERIT THE WIND and listening to BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC
So...we exchanged numbers and email addresses...and we'll see what happens.
If I could do whatever I wanted...I would take the week off and drive to see him and spend every day possible in bed with this guy...or cooking dinner...or watching movies...or whatever.
While kissing him I felt 18 again. I felt tingles up my insides. When I got home...I couldn't sleep. I don't feel like eating. I just think...will he call? Does he like me or was he drunk? I'm all verklempt.
It just goes to show...that no matter how old you are...somewhere inside of you is an 18 year old that can pop up when you least expect it.
I love the feeling of surprize when something unexpected happens, especially when it reactivates my younger self, even my ten year old self. Isn't it fun? Best wishes for part two of this event!
Posted by: Cyndy | April 14, 2009 at 10:29 AM