This one is more of a reflection of something that most take for granted, but to me was a moment that is good, but now makes me sad if that makes sense? My two absolutely favorite foods are Sushi and Mexican. I don't go out to enjoy them that often, but tis past Friday night I went to a good little spot downtown that has amazing Sushi. As I start tearing into the Orange Mango Crab Rangoon, which normally is the shit. But I also had this quick thought in my head that got me to then think more about it. That thought was that something was missing. The last time I was at this Sushi spot, it was on a date, and I was fun to share my favorite food spot with someone who also enjoys it. Because of our busy schedules, we didn't go out to eat a lot. So every time I made a reservation for us, I wanted it to be awesome and a good time all around.
Something as a simple moment of dinner to most probably isn't a big deal unless a special moment is attached usually. For me its a tad different. Every moment we were able to go out was special, because I really enjoyed spending time with her. This particular date night didn't disappoint. She looked beautiful as always, and just watching her enjoy herself was always amazing. One thing that stood out to me was it was the first time she wore bright red lipstick. As with every other date, I would always do something annoying like grab a pic of her eating, not necessarily a "Kodak Moment", but would always make me giggle. Anyway, It was an awesome evening as after dinner we walked to Power & Light and was able to catch a free concert. Watching surprisingly good music, sharing a few beers, holding hands and the occasional make out makes for a perfect evening in my opinion.
I think this night was a moment that as great as it was, also makes me sad because I would love to have more moments like that with her. Also half way through us sleeping that night woke up and took a while to get back to sleep. So I just watched her as she curled up next to me. Listening to her slow relaxed breathing while my arms are around her felt really peaceful. It also gave me an idea for a poem i wrote called "When She Sleeps". Coming from a meathead like myself, probably makes me a big pussy. But so what? It is a good memory so why not remember it for what it was?
I guess I say all the above to make a point. Its interesting how a normal moment in time can lead to thoughts and reflections of a grater moment in time. And with that moment in time, the emotions that can come with it. In this case, a great moment, as mush joy as it brought me, also makes me feel incredibly sad since were no longer together. Its becoming more apparent to me that we all live our life in a series of moments. Whether good, bad, happy or sad, those moments can define so much in the grander scheme that is our lives. I enjoyed most moments we had, but am sad that those are the only moments we will share.
Go fucking figure right?
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