Connections: 2005.11.14:07:46
Connections: 2005.11.14:07:46
As I sit here in Terminal B of Kansas City International Airport (MCI), I sit yearning to not have the physical transportation connection to St. Louis that I am waiting on, but rather to have that mental connection with someone. Someone to have and to hold.. To connect with on an almost spiritual level.
Last Monday I logged into my email and discovered a message from someone… I opened the email and low and behold… There she is.. Someone that had left my mind eight years earlier as I walked across the stage of high school graduation, moving on with my life and she her's. I expected at best to run into her maybe randomly in my home town and maybe by chance at high school reunions. I did not, however, expect to run into her on a computer terminal while logged into a rather large social networking site (No, I said networking, not dating.. I'm not plugging a dating service here!)
She since had moved away from Kansas City… as I had many times thought of doing… She'd run for the right wrong reasons.. I'd come back for what I thought were the right reasons. Regardless, the cards had been dealt to both of us.. Neither of us expected what happened… She expected to catch up with the happenings of classmates, I just expected.. I don't know what I expected.. But I didn't expect the spark that occurred…
Now I am going to be the first to say that when it comes to love and lust that I run pretty warm, but even this had me skeptical… I mean, come on, how many times do you randomly run into a girl you had a super crush on in HS, realize that even though you never really ran around in the same circles in high school, somehow you are very very similar and compatible at so many levels and both feel that there may be and hopefully is something there beyond this digital wet dream that is occurring right now.
** EDITOR'S NOTE**
Damn flight got in the way of writing this blog.. that and about 4 hours of "work" and a lunch w/ a client on the Hill in St. Louis… Now I am sitting in the Saint Louis Airport… typing again.
2005.11.14:14:27:23
So… When I turned my phone back on in St. Louis.. OF COURSE I have messages… but they were the good kind of messages… It was a text message from N…. or as my Montréal acquaintance says "M-Girl".. or mystery girl.. since I have done a pretty good job of keeping names out of this whole mix…
So… Has anyone noticed how things seem to come in waves, just not for yourself but for the people around you as well? It seems that there were a lot of people that had nasty weeks last week… Mine was a wonderful dreamy bliss except for work.. and of course my mental state at work had that kinda creepy shit eating grin like I just banged the home coming queen all week… Oh well.. In a way that is how I feel… It's that blissful state that I can't describe. I haven't felt this way in a while… and the last time I did feel this way, I got burned.. It seems that is the story of my life… over dramatization for someone that detests drama and definitely does not thrive on it… The only benefit to drama is the fact that I get to have something to talk about around the coffee pot in the morning… But yeah, my love life doesn't belong on public work display… so… c'est la vie… No more talkie about love and relationships at work… Ever since I dated someone in the office, I figured out that I have to be pretty guarded about what I say around the place… b/c everyone seems to think they need to give advise and be snoopy into my personal business… But I do miss that girl.. too bad she had to move back to Germany to be with her family… She was one of the first women that I wanted to date for more than physical attraction and the fact that she was beautiful and had a very charismatic smile… There have been others.. but she was the first… J I do miss Susanne.
Damn.. I'm a rambling fool today… Time for me to sign off of this blog… and put in the new Office Space DVD and zone out for an hour before my flight departs and then try and completely zone out before the touch down back on Kansas City soil.
-jp


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