It has been a while since my last posting on this, my most tightly locked filter. This is because I have had nothing of news to impart. That is, until now.
For the past three weeks I have been emailing, daily, a girl – a girl called Emma. Last night I met her for the first time. She *winked* at me on match.com and I reviewed her profile and *winked* back, and thus started the daily emails, each with individual subject lines but with a word association like connection to the preceeding one. In a scene, reminiscent of when I was 16 (with the exception that I never met girls when I was 16 but I did ride my bike alot) I rode my new bike through the streets of Bicester to the market square to meet Emma. We recognised each other immediately – she from inside her car where she had driven over from Amersham as I cycled past, and me from across the street as she came to approach me.
We headed across the square and found our table at Pizza Express, and over wine, and mozerella and tomato salad, and pizza, and lemon sorbet, we talked and chatted and laughed and joked. It all seemed incredibly natural, and not a bit as strange or uncomfortable as we had both feared. We’d got on well by email, but how were we to know what it would be like in person?
After the pizza, we went for a walk through old-town Bicester – and she showed me where her sister was christened, and she went to school (she grew up in the town), and during our walk we joined hands. And all the time, we talked some more, talked our way past midnight on a park bench out near Bicester Village (where an odd and decidingly unromantic smell lingered), not that we really noticed as we kissed and cuddled … and talked some more…
…and now, it seems I have a girlfriend.
I’m not sure where this is all going to go, and right now, I don’t really mind. I’m just going to enjoy the moment. I’m going to enjoy have a special someone and of being someone’s special somebody. 🙂