I opened the door. There she was, radiating good vibes in her tangerine* dress. It was her, the girl I met through a profound dating app, where choosing left means “Sorry, not sorry but I do enough charity work already” and choosing right “I’d tap that ass”. A few months ago, we connected on that online meat market and with mutual consent, we took our vows and I declared her my lawful +1 during my friends’ wedding.
(* I actually didn’t remember anymore what colour her dress was. I had to check the pictures. Don’t judge me.)
We had a phone call before to check out the level of creepiness. We both could live with it. The wedding day was the first time we met each other, it almost felt like an arranged marriage. I looked like a boss in my suit. During the first few minutes, I tried to look more ugly and insecure in order not to overwhelm her but failed miserably.
I have mad respect for this girl. It was pretty ballsy from her to show up at a wedding full of strangers, myself included. There were millions of reasons to come or not to come but in the end, she was there. Admirable. It’s often a thing for highly educated people to overthink and to overplan. Then we forget how to live. Yes, using Google Maps to get somewhere is very convenient and efficient. It’s also more or less the same as being a zombie following arrows on autopilot. There’s a time and a place to surrender to the moment. As simple as soaking in the environment and using your eyes and attention to navigate. You’ll start to notice things, not per se the rare, flashy stuff but equally the mundane, everyday things. Appreciation squad, reporting in!
I’m pretty sure you all had the experience before of discovering something cool while you were lost somewhere. You can decide to get wasted but you can’t decide to get lost. You can’t choose to make things happen but you can allow it. It’s all about letting go of the need to control and to have it perfect. However, I don’t believe in total surrender. We’re still human beings in charge of our own lives. It’s a fine balance between going with the flow and flowing in the right direction.
Sometimes I wish I was a bit more stupid though so I’m not thinking about the consequences all the time. But next time, just do it. Live the experience. Put off those mental chains. A wise man once said, “you only live once”.
I know you’re all dying to know what excuse we used to tell the other guests how we met each other. Well, first we had one (and I honestly don’t remember anymore which one it was) but with increasing alcohol levels, it was the truth and nothing but the truth.
If you want to read more of my posts in the future, you can subscribe at the bottom of the page. If you like my writings, hit the heart button and spread the word (sharing buttons provided).
