Dorm Room Doldrums

On the Town With the Babe

The next few weeks were definitely what people who don't have partners call the "lovey dovey" phase. Yes, we cuddled and watched movies, made out in public places, and were virtually inseperable. It was wonderful for Josh and I but I may have lost some friend points considering all the times I had to ditch the group because I was "studying."

I hoped that the guys, gals, and theys would forgive me. Honestly, at the time it wasn't really going through my head all that much. Josh was something new to me completely. He was somone who needed me just as much as I needed him. This was a crazy concept to me. My entire high school love life was spent chasing guys who thought they were too good for me or who were just got too lonely. Finally, I had someone who needed me.

Our relationship worked well too. I was the pollen to his unbloomed flower. I was so energetic and open whereas he was closed and calm. When he needed to smile and talk I was there. When I needed complete silence with the exception of his heartbeat, he gave me just that and it was bliss.

We went on one of our first dates a week after our initial dating began. We went out to the Orpheum, a large and very popular theatre that hosted plays and operas. We watched just what they had and he paid for my ticket. The play was about the story about Joseph and his colorful coat from the bible, which I was not a big fan of. It was pleasant to say the least. There was this one part where they basically go to bed and all you see is the bed and them kicking up the blankets. I laughed for almost five minutes and Josh gave me a look like "Seriously, babe?" to which I laughed even harder. Josh kept his arm around me for the entire show and I liked knowing he was there.

Overall, the show was awesome but dinner was spectacular. We ate at Dyer's Burgers which just so happened to be the restraunt where we spotted each other for the first time. We helped ourselves to the least healthy burger in town and talked and lauged about the play the entire time. His smile was the best part. I could watch him laugh for days on end and still not get tired honestly.

I felt like Josh had finally opened up to me, and all it took was a couple makeout sessions. Sweet. I paid for our meal and as I placed the money down he gave me a big smooch on the cheek. We headed home after and I let him sleep in my bed with his arms around me as I laid on his chest.

The reason I thought so highly of that night was not because I was all in love or lovesick or anything to that effect. It was because how often do you get to spend that much time with someone you feel is your favorite person who also feels that you are their favorite person. It's almost as if it's like a one time thing sometimes. I cannot explain how or why we fall in love but I know that it happens, but only when the odds of it seem slim.