The accidental vacation...
I didn't mean it to happen, but it did. In the middle of the night on Thursday morning of December 21st, 01:30, I decided to fly to Missouri later that evening on a whim. The idea was to fly into Kansas City, have lunch with some friends, drive down to Springfield and visit various college friends whom I have not seen in years, and meet or revisit their little ones, followed by driving back up to Kansas City on Tuesday to fly home. That was it; a quick, five day trip.
Well, it is Tuesday night, nearly the brink of Wednesday morning, and I'm in Kansas City. No, I am not waiting for a long delayed flight. Somehow, I found myself presently under the roof of the girl's house. Not only did she invite me to stay for the night, but to stay through Wednesday evening. Stranger yet, I found myself easily persuaded. Within a few hours, my Southwest Airlines itinerary was changed, and we began planning on what to do for Wednesday evening.
I know... I myself am thinking the same as you are: What were you thinking?!?
Since I had not planned on visiting her, much less stay with her, I did not buy her any Christmas gifts. So I thought the proper gift, in consideration of her invitation to her humble and beautiful abode, was to treat her to a nice dinner. I let her pick the locale and restaurant. After much bemoaning, as she hates making dinner decisions just as I remembered her, a decision was finally made: Ted's Montana Grill at Zona Rosa. The idea was to shop around Zona Rosa after dinner for the After Christmas Sale.
It wasn't till later when I learned that she really wanted to go to Bravo! Cucina Italiana, a pretty decent Italian restaurant. Not because she had any specific jonesing for Bravo!, but that it was pretty close to the time two years ago when she broke up with her then years-long boyfriend (aka tool), and I took her to Bravo! for dinner. That January 27, 2005 held a special meaning for both of us. She wanted to sort of relive that moment, including shopping at Express after dinner, except for anything intimate.
Well, I was stubborn and didn't want to go to Bravo!, and I most definitely didn't have the sixth sense to realize early on of what she wanted. Even if I had sensed her unspoken desire to go down memory lane, I would not have been comfortable going there, as doing so would almost reopen a tiny little wound in my heart. But to my credit, we did go to Express after Ted's. It was really strange, as it was totally unintentional, but as soon as we walked into the store, that strong familiar feeling came rushing back even stronger. Why? Because the jeans and shirt I was wearing for the evening was bought on January 27, 2005, at that very store in Kansas City!
Considering that she is now dating someone else for almost a year and a half now, I tried not to be weird around her. Not just tonight at dinner, but also during the few brief conversations we had on the phone in the past week. Before this week, the only form of communication between us over the years was email that took a little over a month to reply to each other, both of us included. Now, we both felt a little uncomfortable whenever we looked into each others' eyes for long during our conversations. We both would look away slightly mid speech, as if our eyes were an inch to the side of our own heads. You see, at the time, I thought she was the one.
I guess you can say I'm glad that it didn't work out, but I can't help but think of what could have happened, et cetera. While catching up during dinner, we talked about everything about each other. Except we only flirted around any discussion about our own little history. It only made things bearable for me because of the many girls I have dated since I last saw her, I came across Kenzie, who finally made me get over her.
Unfortunately, after dating six different people throughout 2006, I have yet to come across another heartbreaker to help me forget Kenzie. One came close, but not quite.
Anyway, I digress. I thought my vacation was to end on Tuesday, but now I find myself still on vacation. And as I go to sleep tonight, I'm sure I'll be tossing and turning in bed with many thoughts floating through my head. And it surely doesn't help one bit that I'm at her place either.
Well, it is Tuesday night, nearly the brink of Wednesday morning, and I'm in Kansas City. No, I am not waiting for a long delayed flight. Somehow, I found myself presently under the roof of the girl's house. Not only did she invite me to stay for the night, but to stay through Wednesday evening. Stranger yet, I found myself easily persuaded. Within a few hours, my Southwest Airlines itinerary was changed, and we began planning on what to do for Wednesday evening.
I know... I myself am thinking the same as you are: What were you thinking?!?
Since I had not planned on visiting her, much less stay with her, I did not buy her any Christmas gifts. So I thought the proper gift, in consideration of her invitation to her humble and beautiful abode, was to treat her to a nice dinner. I let her pick the locale and restaurant. After much bemoaning, as she hates making dinner decisions just as I remembered her, a decision was finally made: Ted's Montana Grill at Zona Rosa. The idea was to shop around Zona Rosa after dinner for the After Christmas Sale.
It wasn't till later when I learned that she really wanted to go to Bravo! Cucina Italiana, a pretty decent Italian restaurant. Not because she had any specific jonesing for Bravo!, but that it was pretty close to the time two years ago when she broke up with her then years-long boyfriend (aka tool), and I took her to Bravo! for dinner. That January 27, 2005 held a special meaning for both of us. She wanted to sort of relive that moment, including shopping at Express after dinner, except for anything intimate.
Well, I was stubborn and didn't want to go to Bravo!, and I most definitely didn't have the sixth sense to realize early on of what she wanted. Even if I had sensed her unspoken desire to go down memory lane, I would not have been comfortable going there, as doing so would almost reopen a tiny little wound in my heart. But to my credit, we did go to Express after Ted's. It was really strange, as it was totally unintentional, but as soon as we walked into the store, that strong familiar feeling came rushing back even stronger. Why? Because the jeans and shirt I was wearing for the evening was bought on January 27, 2005, at that very store in Kansas City!
Considering that she is now dating someone else for almost a year and a half now, I tried not to be weird around her. Not just tonight at dinner, but also during the few brief conversations we had on the phone in the past week. Before this week, the only form of communication between us over the years was email that took a little over a month to reply to each other, both of us included. Now, we both felt a little uncomfortable whenever we looked into each others' eyes for long during our conversations. We both would look away slightly mid speech, as if our eyes were an inch to the side of our own heads. You see, at the time, I thought she was the one.
I guess you can say I'm glad that it didn't work out, but I can't help but think of what could have happened, et cetera. While catching up during dinner, we talked about everything about each other. Except we only flirted around any discussion about our own little history. It only made things bearable for me because of the many girls I have dated since I last saw her, I came across Kenzie, who finally made me get over her.
Unfortunately, after dating six different people throughout 2006, I have yet to come across another heartbreaker to help me forget Kenzie. One came close, but not quite.
Anyway, I digress. I thought my vacation was to end on Tuesday, but now I find myself still on vacation. And as I go to sleep tonight, I'm sure I'll be tossing and turning in bed with many thoughts floating through my head. And it surely doesn't help one bit that I'm at her place either.
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