Hope
I meant to blog about this Monday, and then yesterday disappeared, so now is just going to have to do.
I have hope.
This is a strange thing for me.
What could bring on hope?
This past weekend was a large dance weekend here. There were dancers in from all over. Two that I seemed to click with fairly quickly were from Stockholm. (Go Figure). I was in a funk, but enjoyed dancing with them, and chatting with them. The managed to talk me into dancing on Saturday night... when I drove them back to their hostel on Friday night. Same thing happened on Saturday night.
Sunday night, slightly different... Since there was no official event on Monday, I was expecting to say good bye, and never see them again. I had been trying to talk them into coming to our monthly Blues venue, but had been having little to no luck. But I accidentally mentioned that we crash a bar on Monday nights.
THEY CAME TO IT.
After about 2 hours of quasi-blues music, I ended up walking them back to their hostel, which was only 4.5 blocks away. Just outside the bar, I jokingly put my arm around one of them. She kept it. She held my hand the whole walk back, smiling at me a lot. The three of us sat and talked for maybe about 1/2 hour, and then they headed in.
So... Why does that give me hope?
It means that if I keep looking, I will find someone who likes me for me. She is out there, I just haven't found her yet.
I have hope.
This is a strange thing for me.
What could bring on hope?
This past weekend was a large dance weekend here. There were dancers in from all over. Two that I seemed to click with fairly quickly were from Stockholm. (Go Figure). I was in a funk, but enjoyed dancing with them, and chatting with them. The managed to talk me into dancing on Saturday night... when I drove them back to their hostel on Friday night. Same thing happened on Saturday night.
Sunday night, slightly different... Since there was no official event on Monday, I was expecting to say good bye, and never see them again. I had been trying to talk them into coming to our monthly Blues venue, but had been having little to no luck. But I accidentally mentioned that we crash a bar on Monday nights.
THEY CAME TO IT.
After about 2 hours of quasi-blues music, I ended up walking them back to their hostel, which was only 4.5 blocks away. Just outside the bar, I jokingly put my arm around one of them. She kept it. She held my hand the whole walk back, smiling at me a lot. The three of us sat and talked for maybe about 1/2 hour, and then they headed in.
So... Why does that give me hope?
It means that if I keep looking, I will find someone who likes me for me. She is out there, I just haven't found her yet.