Wednesday, November 28, 2012
My friend Kyle isn’t really a relationship guy. He says he dates, but he’s kind of secretive about it and is totally happy being alone most of the time. Every so often when I talk about a girl I’ve met, he just rolls his eyes at me. He doesn’t understand why I get so excited. Sometimes he can’t take it any more and calls me on it. “You’re always into some girl,” he says. “But this is different,” I say. “You say that every time.”
You know what? He’s right. I do spend a lot of my time excited about some girl. But why should that be a bad thing? In my life, I hope I’m always excited about someone. Even if I’m 90 and I’ve been married forever, I hope I still wake up every morning with that same dopey butterflies-in-the-stomach feeling that makes me want to write songs and cross oceans. It’s the greatest feeling in the world.
So here’s my love-letter to the chase. It doesn’t always go as planned, but it’s always worth it.