My life is a miracle.
~yawn~
I went out last night to meet up with Anthony at a club since he’s in town. I had already seen him once since he’s been back for his vacation so I was excited about seeing him again. Dude is sooo fine to me! Seriously, he is a beautiful black man.
I did not have a good experience with him, I must admit. But after I left him there I drove home and I noticed a difference in my response to the experience. I used to blame myself for every experience that wasn’t pleasing and wonder, “What’s wrong with me?”
That didn’t happen this time.
This time I just took a moment and recognized which parts of the evening that I didn’t like and then I said to myself, “Next time I’d like things to go like this.” And then I imagined how I would have really like to have been treated. This experience won’t define the rest of my experiences with men. How could it? He’s just one man. He doesn’t represent everyone.
Besides, I think negative dating experiences are just God’s way of letting us know that He has someone different in mind for us. It also helps us to define what we DO want more clearly. It’s not necesarily a bad thing, it’s just a nudge in the right direction.
It was good to see him though, he is definately eye candy.
Man…I had such a good time though! I love living in Miami! I love all the native Miami people! I love how we dance, I love our music! I love our dress code!
~sigh~
I love living here!