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  • Eat Pray Love. That's me.

    I was sitting there talking to him, asking him questions about how he got where he was today. I listened, genuinely interested in what he had to say. I have to admit, I even kind of had a crush on him. Of course, once I realized that he was pushing thirty and I was barely over the hill of the legal drinking age... well, you can imagine I felt like a school girl with a crush on a way-too-old for me teacher. But whatever, that's not the point.

    But when he started to ask about me and what I was going to do next with my life, I started to open up. I said I would travel, maybe go all around the states. Just me and my Jeep. I smiled every time I said it out loud. Okay, it was a half-baked plan - but isn't that kind of a requirement for post-grad plans?

    "You're not going to go all 'eat, pray, love,' are you?"

    There are only so many direct quotes that I remember in my life, but I remember that one. It's been half a year now, and I still visit that moment, with me sitting across from someone who I thought would support me - or at least get a kick out what I had to say. But no. He seemed to find my free-spiritedness directionless.

    Was it? I guess it depends on who is judging me. Judge away, I say. It's what makes us human. It allows us to make sense of the world. But he was judging me without knowing me, knowing my whole story. Not that I expected him to. I don't let anyone know my whole story because that would require me reliving it in my head, and I don't have time for that.

    But when he asked that question, like the idea that I might go out and live a fulfilled live with adventure and discovery... and was slightly repulsed by it... well, that told me all I needed to know about him.

    I guess this is another reason why I don't date. I don't have to really date someone to know if we would be a good fit. I just have to share my crazy half-baked plans with him...

    His reaction will tell me all that I need to know.
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