It was that perfect kind of morning. The kind of morning where you wake up slowly, refreshed, your mind still foggy and clouded with the last cobwebs of dreams. Consciousness chases away those last remaining pieces of confusion and the sunlight filtering through the blinds makes a mad-dash for your eyes.
That was my morning. Another snow day and yet another day wasted doing things like laundry, homework, and writing. Or, when none of those things are in line for me to do, talking with Ferdinand about a plethora of subjects, including his NaNoWriMo project, which I am reading. I can’t believe that any human could be this extraordinary.
Generally people have one or two talents, none of which they are particularly good at. Yours truly, for example, can sort of write and sort of act, but I’m not the best at either. I just have a passion for them. I am very plain when it comes to actually having talent. Yet to come across someone like Ferdinand who has all these talents and absolutely owns all of them…well, it’s slightly unnerving. But wonderful. Nothing less than absolutely wonderful.
So as soon as I get up from my bed and exchange my pajamas for jeans (the only proper way to get myself motivated) the world will change. But this lazy feeling is so nice, that I think I’ll just go back to reading for a little bit longer…
“Have I shown you my Soundcloud?” he asked. Oh no. Oh no.Oh no. Another kid who thinks he can sing. But why not give him a chance? I mean, he’s my boyfriend. I’ve heard him sing in the car and he’s pretty good.
“No! Send me the link?”
Most of the time when people tell me that they play an instrument or they sing, it’s because they do it sometimes and have no legitimate skill whatsoever. That is not the case, however, when it comes to Ferdinand. I followed the link, pressed the first song (a cover of the band The Mountain Goats song “Never Quite Free”). Holy. Freaking. Mother. Of. Mexico.
Yeah, I know, I’ve only been dating this guy for like 6 days, but the feelings that blew through me when I was listening to that song were kind of intense. Knowing that it was his voice, which comes out of his beautiful face, which is part of him as a person…well…I fell asleep smiling and listening to the song on repeat.
So far, it’s been a really amazing 5 days with my new boyfriend, who I will call Ferdinand (refer to The Tempest). I could use his real name, as it is a common name, but it’s the principle of the thing, really. So Ferdinand is pretty new to this boyfriend thing, and yet he’s doing really well at it. I don’t think I opened a single door for myself last night except my car door. It was strange.
I’m so used to doing everything myself and paying for everything and then he’s opening doors and paying for food and I didn’t exactly know how to handle it at first. But it’s really nice. Having someone care about me enough to do those things, the little things…the little things matter the most. I woke up this morning in a fog of happiness and it stayed with me all day. I really can’t wait to get to be his best friend.
Yet, he’s also quite shy. As a very open, affectionate, touchy person I find it hard to be patient. I should be, and I am. I’m getting used to the fact that he probably isn’t gonna want to hug me a lot or hold hands at first. As a jump-to-it kind of girl, I’m actually quite interested in the way this will go. I’m just happy to have someone as sweet and wonderful as Ferdinand, though. So I’ll let him make the first moves, get comfortable, and take charge.
Anything that makes him happy makes me happy. I am in deep like with him, and if chillin’ out and waiting for him to get comfortable around me is a requirement, I will wait as long as necessary. I just really want to keep him, because I’ve never met someone this absolutely beautiful inside and out.