Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Waitin' for My Dearie

Many a lassie as ev'ryone knows'll
Try to be married before twenty-five.
So she'll agree to most any proposal.
All he mus' be is a man, an' alive.
I hold a dream an' there's no compromisin'
I know there's one certain laddie for me.
One day he'll come walkin' o'er the horizon:
But should he not, then an old maid I'll be.
Foolish, ye may say.
Foolish I will stay.

GIRL:
What do ye do while ye're waitin' around
For your lad to come your way?

FIONA:
Well, when no one is lookin', ye kneel on the ground,
An' ye pray an' pray an' pray!

2ND GIRL:
But when lassies sit an' have no men,
Oh, how long becomes the night.

FIONA:
But I fear the night is longer when the lad's no' right.
Waitin' for my dearie is sweeter to me
Than wooin' any laddie on the lea.
- Waitin' For My Dearie, Brigadoon


I'll admit I'm getting a bit tired of waiting for that dearie, but I'm still not desperate enough to settle for the next warm body that comes along. I know who I am and I know what I want. And because of that I know exactly why I'm in the place I am, in all aspects of my life really.

I've been thrown (once almost literally) at too many guys just because they're young, male and single. And while, yes, those three are a big plus on my list (especially single), it's not enough. I don't want them to play 20 questions trying to find one thing in common. I don't want them to ask about my thoughts on soccer (that's an immediate no for me, I endure enough soccer crap from my dad) and then proceed to try and talk to me about it.

I don't want them to conclude that I'm really smart when I mention my love of books. I want a reader! Though I won't hold my breath, maybe someone who isn't intimidated by the idea of being a reader. Definitely no one who finds it boring or goes on about how they wish they had time to read. I like the idea of reading at different ends of the couch, or doing it myself while he does whatever the hell he likes to do.

I want someone who will make me want to try new things. I hate running but I'll give it a try for the right person.
I want adventure and to continue traveling, not some guy who thinks Las Vegas is a vacation. I want someone who'll give me 30 minute notice to pack a bag so we can just head off somewhere.

I want someone who knows what he wants! And does everything he can to get it, while helping me reach my own goals.

I want someone to talk to or not talk to, who can just sit in that comfortable silence.

I want someone who will let me be me. I never want to hear "Are you alright? I've never seen you act like this," when I get excited.
I want someone to be a dork with. Or at the very least someone who'll let me go off on my own and just smile and think "She's crazy but I love her."


In the words of Tahereh Mafi: “I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend. The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body.

I want to know where to touch you, I want to know how to touch you. I want to convince you to design a smile just for me. Yes, I do want to be your friend. I want to be your best friend in the entire world.”

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