Sometimes I get to a certain point with people where I slowly start to excuse myself from their lives which is a complete indication that I realize that I do not need them and it's best that they do not need me. Sadly, it is a common occurrence for myself as I tend to be quite selective on who I let into my world. I'm not saying that my world is spectacular or anything, but I do it in order to keep myself from feeling just like another pawn in this big game of chess. I'd like to think I'm more of a bishop since the path I take typically veers at an angle. Anyways, the funny thing about this introduction is that I'm not writing about letting someone go. I'm writing about letting someone in. Which that in itself is a very, very rare development in Porkchop's Modern Life.
Pouring. The rain was similar to home. "Do you get rain like this in Washington?" he asked while adjusting the windshield wipers. "Oh yeah." I replied. It was normal. Just hard rain which caused everyone to slow down on the road. Nothing out of the norm. I was really enjoying Colorado up until this point. Then out of nowhere came the hail. The most intense hail I have ever witnessed, accompanied by bolts of lightning not far enough to appreciate, but close enough to fear. "I want to go home!" I exclaimed while wrapping my hair around my face for comfort reasons. He started to chuckle at my ridiculous reaction to mother nature. Typically had it been anyone else, I would have been offended by this response, however I glanced over and felt safe. An overwhelming reassurance that I was going to be okay was laced in that chuckle of his - a chuckle that I have come to absolutely adore.
We met a on rainy Wednesday (or maybe Thursday) night in April. Yes, more rain. Anyways, I was so nervous. My roommate suggested to have a shot or two of whiskey before heading out, but I declined as I wanted to make sure I was "me" the whole time. Not my alter ego that seems to take over whenever alcohol is involved which usually results with me on the floor doing a military crawl and talking about World War 1 (Don't ask why. I do not have the answer). My initial reaction to meeting him makes my heart smile. There was something lovely and welcoming about him and immediately I wanted to know more. He had this pleasantly shy quality with a dash of confidence that I have to admit, I found extremely attractive (omg so hawt). I myself, was trying my hardest not to make a fool of things, however I did take him to one of my favorite spots and ended up playing this dancing game which in the end I did make a fool of myself. When the beat drops, it is game over to the real world. I think he knows this about me now, especially from this past weekend...I am a dancing fool.
We took a little quick trip to Colorado Springs for the weekend...where he's from. Apparently when you have lived there for awhile, you call it "Colo Spgs" and you're a "Colo-rawd". Or maybe that was just him making that up, but I will choose to believe it. It was a nice little getaway for the weekend. Something I needed. And the best part? Having him there. Since I met him I haven't laughed this much in years. It's refreshing and unexpected. Highly unexpected hence the title of this post, however for the eyeballing part, those details shall remain classified. While we were walking around Manitou Springs, I told him that he compliments me well as we walked into a comic book shop. I got bashful immediately because I didn't plan on revealing that detail and it became hard to concentrate on exactly what I was looking at while shopping. Alas, they had a little corner shelf with star wars memorabilia which caught my immediate attention and I didn't go back to pondering what he thought about what I said. I blame the force. It's so strong.
Pouring. The rain was similar to home. "Do you get rain like this in Washington?" he asked while adjusting the windshield wipers. "Oh yeah." I replied. It was normal. Just hard rain which caused everyone to slow down on the road. Nothing out of the norm. I was really enjoying Colorado up until this point. Then out of nowhere came the hail. The most intense hail I have ever witnessed, accompanied by bolts of lightning not far enough to appreciate, but close enough to fear. "I want to go home!" I exclaimed while wrapping my hair around my face for comfort reasons. He started to chuckle at my ridiculous reaction to mother nature. Typically had it been anyone else, I would have been offended by this response, however I glanced over and felt safe. An overwhelming reassurance that I was going to be okay was laced in that chuckle of his - a chuckle that I have come to absolutely adore.
We met a on rainy Wednesday (or maybe Thursday) night in April. Yes, more rain. Anyways, I was so nervous. My roommate suggested to have a shot or two of whiskey before heading out, but I declined as I wanted to make sure I was "me" the whole time. Not my alter ego that seems to take over whenever alcohol is involved which usually results with me on the floor doing a military crawl and talking about World War 1 (Don't ask why. I do not have the answer). My initial reaction to meeting him makes my heart smile. There was something lovely and welcoming about him and immediately I wanted to know more. He had this pleasantly shy quality with a dash of confidence that I have to admit, I found extremely attractive (omg so hawt). I myself, was trying my hardest not to make a fool of things, however I did take him to one of my favorite spots and ended up playing this dancing game which in the end I did make a fool of myself. When the beat drops, it is game over to the real world. I think he knows this about me now, especially from this past weekend...I am a dancing fool.
We took a little quick trip to Colorado Springs for the weekend...where he's from. Apparently when you have lived there for awhile, you call it "Colo Spgs" and you're a "Colo-rawd". Or maybe that was just him making that up, but I will choose to believe it. It was a nice little getaway for the weekend. Something I needed. And the best part? Having him there. Since I met him I haven't laughed this much in years. It's refreshing and unexpected. Highly unexpected hence the title of this post, however for the eyeballing part, those details shall remain classified. While we were walking around Manitou Springs, I told him that he compliments me well as we walked into a comic book shop. I got bashful immediately because I didn't plan on revealing that detail and it became hard to concentrate on exactly what I was looking at while shopping. Alas, they had a little corner shelf with star wars memorabilia which caught my immediate attention and I didn't go back to pondering what he thought about what I said. I blame the force. It's so strong.
After our little stroll through the charming town of Manitou, he took me to Garden of the Gods. What an amazing, gorgeous, captivating and enchanting place it is. I fell head over heels in love for the sheer beauty of it all. Colossal sized formations of terra cotta colored stone. I couldn't get enough and I wish I had wings to fly around the area. It was simply majestic...not a "boring place with a bunch of rocks" as someone had described it earlier...cough cough. I appreciated him taking me there and accompanying me while I got all love stoned about a bunch of rocks. No pun intended. Later that evening he took me to this pub/dance club place I believe is called Southside Johnny's. Still not sure about that, but oh my what a great place. We walked in and a live band was playing. The lead guitarist was so pimp. Seriously. After I had a drink...or two...I recall asking where the hip hop music was coming from. He indicated that there was a dance club in the back. It was a complete "OH SNAP" moment for me. He told me to go check it out and well, like I said earlier, the beat dropped and it was game over from there. So a couple more drinks appeared, I made a new friend named Pam (I think) and danced as long as I could stand up. And that's all I have to say about that (I don't remember the rest).
If I only could choose one word that would sum up how I feel about this trip with him, it would definitely be APPRECIATE. I appreciated everything about him the entire time. The way he made me feel relaxed and calm through everything we did. The way he could always find something to say that would make me laugh whether he intended to or not. The way he explained certain things with interesting hand motions. The way he would do this thing with his upper lip that makes a silly face. Most importantly, it's the way he makes me feel in general. I can be myself. Not something I'm entirely accustomed to.
Porkchop out.
Porkchop out.