I don’t know what it is with me and Paris. Paris is like that girl in high school that doesn’t want to have anything to do with you. And you don’t really know why. And you want her to love you. But no amount of effort will do. And the nicer you are with her the more she moves away from you, leaving you feeling powerless and left out.
That’s the story of Paris and me.
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It feels like romance is making a come back. Nothing could make me happier.
I mean, what’s better than feeling objectified by an app, going on a blind date only to realize the dude is the co-worker you hate, and ending the night kissing a limp tongued stranger?
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I must have been depressed. Maybe simply exhausted. Probably feeling a bit lost in this new world. Or I might have found so much comfort in the arms of my loving man that I decided to just let go.
The fact is that recently, I had just come to accept the fact that I wasn’t looking great. Which was not such a terrible feeling, to tell you the truth.
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Graham often comes back home after work with bag full of delicious foods. A bottle of crisp white wine, delectable cheese, and this sourdough bread that is so soft and exquisite you’d think it was made in heaven. Add to it a dollop of butter and you’re done.
It’s irresistible. But this morning, I resisted it.
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I’m in this very cool store in London the other day and I suppose someone recognizes me, because it soon turns out that the sweater I wanted to buy is about to come for free.
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I have that thing that I do when I get excited about something and it’s to not think too much of the consequences. Los Angeles, 10000 kilometers away from my family? Oh yes, sure! A coffee after dinner? So good! A dog, when I spend most my time traveling? That’s right!
With dating, it’s even worse. I take impossibilities as signs that things where meant to be.
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By the time you read this, I’ll be starting on a long and slow journey to England. I feel the wonderful sense of a new beginning.
By the time you read this, it will have been a year of writing to you every week, wherever I am, however I feel, whatever I do. Time went so fast, I didn’t realize this was coming.
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