It’s a date.

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You know how you feel before a big job interview? When you have no idea which way it’s going to go, and though you try your hardest not to concentrate on it, your mind just keeps wandering back. Add that feeling to a swarm of nervous fluttering butterflies in the stomach and you’ve got me:

I have a date on Wednesday.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had one. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever had an actual date like this. My previous relationships all began in friendship, at dances, at highschool. I’m a little in the dark on this ‘dating thing’. I’ve spent the last 6 years being involved on and off with the same person, with breaks of singledom in between. It’s been nearly 2.5 years since I was in a real relationship, and I miss it. I’m now looking for it. I’m hoping to find someone to connect with – and maybe this guy will be that, but I’m not sure yet because I haven’t met him. I guess you could say that it’s a blind date, though we have talked a fair bit over the last few weeks by email and phone messages.

I know enough about him to know that he’s not creepy weird or crazy insane, but the opposite: he seems intelligent and kind, and he makes me laugh. We seem to share the same views, and have similar interests, although we also have a few really individual ones as well. He’s taller and older, quite self-secure and seems like he knows who he is. These are all good signs.

I pay a lot of attention to signs. My last car purchase decision was sealed by the fact that the official name of the colour was ‘Cat’s Eye Metallic Blue’. The shorts buy last weekend was confirmed when I saw that the brand was the same name as one of my favourite songs (U2’s “Wild Honey”), and when something doesn’t feel right, I don’t go for it. I am a strong believer in intuition. I believe that things are meant to be.

But it’s telling me nothing right now other than to wait and see. Go along, see how it goes. Have a drink, but not too many. Don’t be closed off, but don’t be too open. Take a chance. If it falls flat, then you have a new friend.

If it’s meant to be, it will be.

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