There are a couple types of people in the world. One who believes in love without a shadow of a doubt. They believe in love at first sight and believe with all their heart that it can happen to anyone. They will throw it all down to the hopeless romantic who continues to believe in love no matter what the consequences are, good or bad. They always stay positive over the negative and wholeheartedly believe that love conquers all. Maybe they will bump carts with that person in the grocery store, or maybe it happens when they’re grabbing their morning coffee at the local cafe or at the airport. The only difference between hopeless and hopeful romantics, is that hopeful romantics still believe in love and those mushy Hallmark cards, but they’re a bit more practical. Meaning they are optimistic about going on a blind date or falling head over heels for someone immediately. That said, they know things can go wrong and they may have their guard up!
Now the other type is one who believes love at first sight is a total farce. It just doesn’t happen and they basically say it’s a bunch of BS. They are the skeptics, who believe that love happy people, really have loveless mishap miserable lives. They think the electricity zooming through your body upon noticing a pretty woman or attractive man walking down the street is just lust. These people would rather spend their time listening to a radio talk show hiding in their basement than walking into a cafe in hopes of catching a first glance of affection. Much like most of their practical inhibitions regarding love, they also negate the idea of any sort of sparks flying at the sight of someone. Either way, they deny any form of sightful love bouncing around the cosmos.
Then there’s me. Discovering what you want and what you are looking for at the age I am is not exactly the most convenient. But then again, nothing convenient is ever worth the time. And by all contrast, when is the right time and who gets to choose it. I would always be minding my own business, oblivious to what was happening outside my carefully erected bubble, relatively content in life. What I believe about love and life however, is different from the mainstream ideology that is common these days. You go with the flow of minding your own business and wham, you are hit by the unexpected, something so fantastic that you are forced to stand still and think, “ Did that just happen to me?”
My thought process, however, is very different from the general perception of love. I believe in going with the flow of being struck by someone as if they were meant to be around and in my life. There’s nothing wrong with being open to interaction. After all we are people who look for conversation sometimes and other times we want to be left alone. Now left alone to some people could mean being a hermit and never wanting to exchange any form of social volley. But that’s not me, if I don’t find interest in someone, I am nice but the conversation will go away…but if someone truly remarkable lands in your sphere, how would you react?
Something wonderful and unbelievably real, something that is there one minute and gone the next. It is how you react in that one minute window of opportunity that decides whether your story will travel further or wither away like leaves scattering in the dry autumn wind. Something wonderful and exciting and unbelievable happened to me. Did I sink or swim? You decide.
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