"But, Ginny, it's only Wednesday," you say.
Well, I am counting the past seven days and it has been nothing short of a roller coaster. From upsetting conversations, disappointments, and forgetfulness to amazing dancing, incredible poetry, and enchanting friends that took the time to connect with me and back again. I feel exhausted. Then, this morning, I took particular umbrage with a classmate and it was just the last straw that sent me over to (what roomie calls) the dark side of the abyss. I took a round trip ride on the struggle bus, for sure!
The second half of the day went considerably better. Spending time with Gloria helped to bring me back to optimism. I am so grateful for friends! However, I have definitely got to get my life right. Maybe Andre was on to something, I may need a personal assistant. Any takers? I can't pay, except in gratitude bucks and hugs. But, what's payment when the happiness of a friend is at stake, right?
In more positive/ sappy news... I have had relationships on the brain lately. Although, school keeps me somewhat busy (except when I am being an uber-slacker SMH), I feel I have more free time now than I had when I was working full-time. I never really had much time to seriously think of dating then, because I knew I couldn't devote much to a relationship. I think having more time on my hands and coming across some pretty cool people since my return to GA, has shifted my focus a bit. Though I am still a terrible commitment-o-phobe, I am opening up to the possibility of companionship. All that being said, it is important to know what you want before traveling down that road. I mean, relationships are hard enough, right?
So, with this post I am going to satisfy two (well, 1 and a half, really) goals of mine. One of my 101 goals is to make a list of what I am looking for/what is important to me in a relationship. Part of that is delineating the things I would like to have in a mate. Also, my plan is to share a poem each week from my 30 in 30/ 1 poem a day for National Poetry month exercise. So, here is a poem I wrote about my future mate. WARNING: This is extra sappy and written whimsically, which is not a poetry style I usually adopt, but this was more for fun than art. Its hallmark, syrupy sweet. Sometimes, you have to not take yourself so seriously! Anyhow, here it is:
BLUEPRINT
A guy that loves fiction, has good diction, and a conviction to change the world
Could easily become the addiction of this girl
There are so many things that I want
(And a few that I need)
Sometimes it’s hard to heed distinguishing between the two
If I only knew, perhaps I would have seen him by now
But I wait patiently and wonder how
Our paths will collide
Or, if he’s already by my side, how he’ll be revealed
In what manner will our fates be sealed?
I catch glimpses of him in passersby and friends
But below is a rough blueprint of him:
I imagine he’ll have a great sense of humor,
Curiosity that grows like a tumor, and the ability to be deep
Now, he can’t be TOO cheap…
But I hope he’s a little frugal
I hope he has an imagination that he lets run wild,
And is willing to share his feelings every once in awhile
I wouldn’t be opposed if he had great style,
But I don’t require it
Or even strongly desire it
Just PLEASE, please let him match
Not be too afraid to attach
And/or be willing to work through his “stuff”
I’m pretty sure that’s not asking too much!
I hope he loves to touch and be affectionate,
Is a good listener, dependable, and extremely patient
I hope he loves to travel so we can trot the globe
And doesn't try to call my Snuggie a robe
I hope he can appreciate the tapestry of humanity
It’d also be really nice if he wasn’t prone to insanity,
Oh, and if he had a particular love for art
He will already have a special place in my heart
I hope he’s adventurous, but smart about danger
I hope he has passion, but can control his anger
And you know what they say about a man that can dance
And what that can do to improve the romance
I really hope he trusts in something bigger than himself
Is willing to be humble and admit when he needs help
I hope he also has a healthy self-esteem
And the go-get-itness to follow his dreams
Now this may be shallow, but he needs to be attractive
And he’d really win my heart if he was somewhat active
Not just physically, but mentally in addition
And when it comes to mistakes, he’ll give himself permission
To be human.
Finally, more than anything, he has to “get” me
Until the day I have him, I will wait patiently
Okay, maybe anxiously!
