The day after my date with Mr. Teacher, I go on date with another someone new. This guy is the manager of a bunch of tax accountants. I’m sure there are some jokes in there somewhere, but I can’t think of any at the moment.
Anyways, he picks me up and we go off to the climbing gym. He’s a pretty avid climber but needs to get back into it after an injury-induced two-month vacation. At first I get the impression that he might be a show-off, but as the day goes on, I change my mind.
Mr. Tax Accountant Manager is actually a very laid-back, sweet, simple man. He loves to spend time in the mountains, grew up in the hills with Native American friends who took him to the sweat lodge a lot of weekends. After school, he’d saddle up a horse and ride or go out on his own to do some fishing. He said when he first started climbing, they didn’t have any of the gear they have now-he had to go out with his hammer and pound the gear into the rock.
It’s hard to explain the connection we seem to have. There’s nothing exactly concrete I can put my finger on, but it just feels comfortable to be around him. My heart does a little leap when I mention something about my meditation practice and he says something in response that sounds like he is truly on the same page spiritually.
There’s a nice even mix between the depth and the goofiness. I get the sense that here’s a guy who could handle my silly side and has a healthy dose of it himself.
After climbing, he takes me out to lunch. We spend some time talking about some “real” life issues we’ve had going on. I love the way he openly shares of himself and love even more the way he listens. I also love looking into his eyes. You could say that I am, in a word, twitterpated.
This becomes evident when he takes me home and I, usually being a bit shy in these types of situations, pull him in for a good-bye kiss. I don’t know who is more surprised by this-him or me. But, life is too short to always play by the rules. It was nice to feel like I could let myself fall a little knowing there are other fish in the sea-some of whom I also have a good connection and attraction with.
Who knows where this will lead. Perhaps I will never hear from any of them again. In that case, it will still be a blessing just to have the chance to experience these moments. I feel very lucky to be where I am. When I walk into the house, my roommate immediately asks me what’s going on. The huge grin on my face says it all….
Anyways, he picks me up and we go off to the climbing gym. He’s a pretty avid climber but needs to get back into it after an injury-induced two-month vacation. At first I get the impression that he might be a show-off, but as the day goes on, I change my mind.
Mr. Tax Accountant Manager is actually a very laid-back, sweet, simple man. He loves to spend time in the mountains, grew up in the hills with Native American friends who took him to the sweat lodge a lot of weekends. After school, he’d saddle up a horse and ride or go out on his own to do some fishing. He said when he first started climbing, they didn’t have any of the gear they have now-he had to go out with his hammer and pound the gear into the rock.
It’s hard to explain the connection we seem to have. There’s nothing exactly concrete I can put my finger on, but it just feels comfortable to be around him. My heart does a little leap when I mention something about my meditation practice and he says something in response that sounds like he is truly on the same page spiritually.
There’s a nice even mix between the depth and the goofiness. I get the sense that here’s a guy who could handle my silly side and has a healthy dose of it himself.
After climbing, he takes me out to lunch. We spend some time talking about some “real” life issues we’ve had going on. I love the way he openly shares of himself and love even more the way he listens. I also love looking into his eyes. You could say that I am, in a word, twitterpated.
This becomes evident when he takes me home and I, usually being a bit shy in these types of situations, pull him in for a good-bye kiss. I don’t know who is more surprised by this-him or me. But, life is too short to always play by the rules. It was nice to feel like I could let myself fall a little knowing there are other fish in the sea-some of whom I also have a good connection and attraction with.
Who knows where this will lead. Perhaps I will never hear from any of them again. In that case, it will still be a blessing just to have the chance to experience these moments. I feel very lucky to be where I am. When I walk into the house, my roommate immediately asks me what’s going on. The huge grin on my face says it all….
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