Something New (originally posted October 16, 2007)

I was feeling good, and I guess it was glowing around me, cuz he spoke. He laughed at the fact that I almost tripped. Here I am playing grown woman in shoes that are too big for my size 7's...But he noticed. We spoke all night, everytime I passed him, he had a comment for me. He needed water, I went on a mission to find it. When the catering staff said they were out, I felt bad that I couldn't come thru. But it was ok, I gave him the rest of mine. I watched him slowly drink and felt good that I helped quench his thirst. Stevie walked in the room, and he had to tend to Mr. Wonder's personal matters. I let him go to work, as I posted at the check in table. Greeting guests was fun, but I was high off this initial contact with this 6'9 thickness. I chopped it to harmless flirting..thought they all do it, he just wants a lil taste. Until later in the evening. Party cleared out, it was a success despite all the financial problems we were running into only hours before. He leaves his post and we engage in a little conversation. He compiments my attire, which revealed my best assets, not too much tho. He looks in my eyes and asks questions that are normally saved for the first date. I guess he is trying to skip past the awkwardness that will follow. I answer honestly, no need to lie to a stranger I will never see again. He leaves, I feel giddy, he watches me, I feel giddy. He returns to me....and says to call him.

I DON'T!!!! I'm not that easy.....

Fast forward.....this past weekend. Out of town on business, anticipating a visit from a friend, I already know he won't come thru, but I'm holding onto that hope. Faith is a funny thing, we have it for all the wrong reasons sometimes. So, while I am sulking at the fact that my premonitions are right, feeling like a little healing needs to take place, I delve into my work. Might as well be productive if I can't get into trouble....As I am walking into the production office, I see this man in the corner, with a hat on. I know it's my friend from that night. What are the odds....Needless to say we spent 4 days in close quarters, and not once did I push that envelope. I couldn't do it. I wanted to, but I had to resist, cuz once I let it go, I couldn't get it back...Now, I am back in LA, and the reality of it, is that I need to cal him. At least find out what he is like outside of work. What the potential could be. I know how to contact him...and I want to, but I'm hesitant, like always......He likes the way I walk away, I like how he comes to my level, He likes my smile, I like his height. He loves my silouhette, I love his voice, low and deep..................