There’s something special about NYU
I’m all settled into my new life. I have moved into my own apartment, got myself some wheels, a few friends and a few, half dozen, men to sort through.
There is one in particular who is the front runner at the moment. NYU. We’ve been chatting for the past week, fairly intensely, about anything from what we have eaten to our favorite movies, who we find utterly irritating in Hollywood, as well as a number of fierce outwitting sessions. We appear to think the same, we have similar likes, dislikes and our humor meets at just the right place to bounce off each other, leaving us both lol’ing. It’s lovely talking to him. 😊
As I said there are half a dozen who are currently vying for my attention, but this one is different. I can take or leave, mostly leave, the others. But NYU. There’s something special about NYU.
It reminds me of my Melbourne encounter. There is just something different about him.
Speaking of Melbourne, we’ve had intermittent contact since I’ve been here. He emailed me on Thursday, my response? Hilarious. Allow me to share.
What is the latest news?
How is AED treating you? Its been a while.
When do you return’
(AED is the currency, he meant UAE)
Assad has signed an agreement to hand over chemical weapons in a month. A deal the US questions.
AED is mostly treating me well, I make enough of them.
I don’t have a return date.
I’m still smitten with him. My heart beats that little faster when i think about him, my stomach pulIs and my lips curve as I smile at the thought of him. I would love for our stars to align and worlds collide, but here we are. Thousands of kilometers apart.
With Melbourne forever in a small place I keep just for him in my heart and mind, I leave the rest open for a new story to emerge. NYU?
Paris, he seems nice enough, however a little too keen to get together. I’m happy to be his friend, but I don’t envisage anything beyond that.
Lebanon. Hottie. A really sweet lovely guy who knows all the right things to say, but I’m not all in with him. It all appears somewhat perfect, but……not sure what, but there’s a but.
Canadian. Again! Friend material. A fun guy who I can definitely hang out with, but total friend zone.
USA, nice but the chemistry is void.
If this is what happens in four weeks, who know we’re I’ll be by the time my days here are done.
I can see myself staying put here for a few years, it’s a pretty easy way of life, great quality of life, Europe’s on my doorstep, my work is already making me feel alive inside which my last role had stopped doing for me.
I truly believe this is where I am meant to be this exact moment in my life.