My Spontaneous Date

High time too, right? Well, here goes: it was a cool day. People usually like sunshine a lot, but alas, I simply detest it! Everyone finds this nothing short of blasphemy. Some understand; in fact, I should say many understand. I tend to be somewhat weird. Not scary weird, though J. Yes, the sun wreaks havoc on my body. Every summer, I have to buy new sun glasses. That’s a different story, altogether; I’m quite absent minded.

The morning was very slow. I turned and twisted in bed as I was scared of opening the can of worms my body has become. I tried several times, but instantly closed it. I mean, I went back to bed. I had insomnia last night, so I didn’t sleep all that well. At 7.30, I was wide awake and thinking about numerous doctors’ appointments. I realized that today was a physical therapy day. I had a hunch that it was in the morning and not at two in the afternoon like last time, so I called to make sure. Doh! It was at eight and there was no way I was going to make it; besides, I had told John that it was at 2.00. p.m. So I rescheduled it and went back to sleep, and amazingly, I did fall asleep. I did call john before going back to bed and rescheduled our bible study, and as always, he understood. We planned to meet at 2 instead.  

John was also going to fix my a/c. Today was cold, though. Well, pleasant, I should say, and John came up with this brilliant idea of getting ice cream rather than coffee. So we had ice cream (did not study the bible), and he fixed the a/c. Oh, and it was black cherry soft ice cream! Some people have halos above their heads. John is one of them. I’m just amazed by his selfless goodness. A life dedicated to alleviating the misery of this world. Like Kass… Like Jan… like many people in my life, really. To enter my life, one needs a halo. If you are in my life, believe it or not, you have a halo!

Oh, so I was going to tell you about my spontaneous date! I got distracted. Well, after John left I went to the English department, my second home. I was there for about an hour and Jan gave me a ride home, and before that, Jan took me to Great Clips as I had grown tired of growing my hair. It was an unruly black mop! The stylist was super nice to me, and she said I had beautiful hair, so I gave her a big tip! I’m a sucker for positive reinforcement. Then I went back to bed, and soon after I woke up, there was a little voice inside me. It prompted me to go swimming, so I took a bus to the “Y” and swam five very graceful laps. Just five; I remembered what Kass had told me: It’s important to do something every day. This time I did the breast stroke very gracefully and fully. I took time. I was kind to my limbs. I felt the stretch. I felt the release. I embraced the soothing water like the first tulip in the spring preening to greet the morning sun rays. I felt peaceful in the water. Light. Floating. Free.

Then, that little voice in me said that I should go on a date! A date, yes, a date! I was surprised, but I succumbed. I had my Blackberry with me. I think in pictures now. It was all planned. I planned fast. I was excited in a quaint kind of way. The place that was decided on was Michaels restaurant in downtown Bloomington. I could get off the bus right outside. The soothing music, the friendly staff, the perfect dim lighting... It was just the right place. My date was very decent and pleasant. It was a perfect dinner, even though I couldn’t eat half of it. I paid the bill, of course. I try to be a gentleman. The waiter was a young man who was initially a bit reserved, but soon warmed up and treated my date with joyous courtesy. I didn’t take pictures of my date for fear of embarrassment. There were others around.  I was content. A peaceful, cathartic kind of bliss. I might go on a second date. Maybe a third… Oh, my date’s name? It starts with an L. He uses an adjustable cane and has short black hair as of this afternoon.