"Do You Do This Often?" "Not at 2 in the morning"

The passion I feel for this woman is amazing. The way I met matches that passion in its weirdness, intensity and everything between.

It was a Monday night. I had Poli Sci the next day at 8 am. So I decided to go to bed early aka 10 pm. Early enough. I turn the lights off, expecting my roommate not to be back in the next 2 hours, enough to pass out and not be bothered if the lights are turned on.

My eyes crack open to the light. 11:30 pm it said on the microwave. Shit. I roll around. It turns to 12:30, the lights go off. My eyes start open. I toss and turn. It turns to 2 am. Frustration.

I roll out of bed. Get dress in the dark. Head out. I walk out with no ipod this time.

I walk into the marketplace. Not too many people. I see a girl working. She looks up and smiles. I return the favor. Pretty smile.

I walk into the market and simply didn't want anything. I think to myself, "It's up to you, approach or not."

I approach.
"Hi I am going to bother you." I don't think my smile has ever been better.

I don't recall the words she reply back with. They were most likely "o no problem." I went on to comment on what she was doing, mundane stuff. She kept using big words. Personally at 2 in the morning, big words are not good friends.

I replied back, "You know alot of big words." She went on to give me a quick lecture on how intelligence is constant. To which I simply replied, "Good point."

She kept talking. Kept outwitting me. I found it all hilarious then something hit me. I was a bit shocked.
"Wow to think I would have met you now at this time."

See my brother always told me I would meet my match, intellectual anyway, in college. I've never been the smartest but no one ever really matched me on the overall package you could say. So I was taken aback, she gave everything I threw at her in double folds.

"I am awkwardly attractive to you," I said to her. She gave me an interesting look. "You are pretty no doubt." Here I checked out her breasts which were exposed. Looking back, that was awesome how I didn't flinch. It was like yes you are pretty, BOOBS - check. Moving on. Fun times.

So I sat down. Here something interesting happened. We got on to talk about sports, specifically what we played in high school. She was a basketball player and of course I am a soccer player. We got on to a debate, maybe the fifth of the night about which one was more complex. She claimed soccer was. She gave her points and such, I listened. Then my turn, I rebut. She nods her head in agreement and acceptance of my claim. Then I contradict myself personally. Destroying my argument.

"Hmm I just let you win, never done that before." She smiled at this. By this time, that smile was becoming something I wanted to see again.

We continue conversation. I didn't really know what was happened. Everything was clicking. NO THINKING. It was like all the other times were just prep for this. Weird and awesome at the same time.

I turn my head to see the clock at 3 am. A hour long conversation with no break really. Now that is solid.

I pull out my phone.

"If its my number you want, ain't going to happen," she calmly stated. Yes as you can imagine my face express shock and awe.

"Nothing personal, I just don't give it out like that. But you can have my email."
"Email people still do that," I rebutted. Yes they do. We exchanged emails. About two days later I believe, I emailed her.

"I want to see you again. I would love to continue or rather start a new conversation with you."

We met up for lunch. Once again, conversation was potent. Once again, it felt like the rest were just prep for this. Weird but awesome with a hint of inspiration.

So that was about 4 or 5 weeks ago. We still doing the email thing. It's progressing well and its still feels like everything else was prep. I smile when I think of her.

Can you say jackpot?

I can.
Marvel