I haven't done a weekly recap in awhile, so here you go. Last week I did nothing. A lot of nothing. Mainly because I didn't want to leave the apartment and risk spending any money, but there was also a serious lack of motivation to interact with the outside world. Perhaps I was in a mood. But, whatever the case, eventually I would have to venture outside, because I had to catch a plane and head back to the land of Imo's pizza and perfect Chinese food. And why pray tell would I be venturing back to land that I desired to leave for so long? Love.
More specifically, a wedding. A wedding that was 7 years in the making. I can still remember meeting Lauren and Josh for the first time. And over the years I've had some of the best times of my life in their company. So when I received my invitation to the wedding, I was legitimately excited. And I was prepared to feel all the feels (which I did). But what I wasn't prepared for, was how these two declaring their love for each before God, family, and friends would force me to look at myself and reevaluate my thoughts and beliefs on love.
I've never not believed in love. In fact, I believe in it more than most things. But lately I haven't felt that love (the romantic kind) would ever really fit into my life. There just seemed to be too many things misaligned for love to be able to fit in. Things that make it seem like it would be improbable to that I would ever fins someone. So I had put love aside. Did my best not to think about it and try to focus on other things. But then this wedding came, and it reminded me of something that I seemed to have forgotten. I want this. This day. This moment. This feeling of finding someone that you can't imagine having to live without. I want that. Seeing those two, amongst all of our old friends, with string quartet playing Beatles, Muse, and Jimi Hendrix songs, made me remember what I love about love. And I want that. I need it. Because I believe in it.
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