Skype is truly a God send, what did we ever do without it? How did we ever cope with keeping in touch via snail mail, only able to send our memories in the form of Polaroids? The fact that our pictures could possibly get rained on, bent, or damaged in their enveloped journey always seemed to leave the feeling of uncertainty for most of us. Modern technology is truly the paddle handed to us, preventing both us as our boats from going up the creek empty handed. James has Skyped me everyday since he's left, I get so excited knowing at the end of the day I get to listen to his voice, see his face, and of course hear his oh-so-sexy Aussie accent. I made a decision to bank all my swim money so I can fly to Australia for Christmas. Yes, I'm putting dating on hold till I get to see James in December, where I'll meet his whole family and see the beautiful country he loves to talk about.
I feel as if I'm the main character in a romance movie, except time seems to be going too slowly in this motion picture fantasy of mine. I do keep asking myself, will we even last till December? The other question prancing around my head is, what if I truly fall in love with both James and Australia, not wanting to return to my beloved OC? Would James be able to say he couldn't imagine his life with anyone else other than me? I haven't been in love for so long, I'm so ready to open my heart to someone.
People say keep an open mind, make sure you explore other options, after all he does live half a world away. Is it weird to say that I don't mind, not opening my mind?? The Datist wants to retire already, the Datist is just plain tired, tired of all the idiots of this world. Meeting James has been such a breath of fresh air, I don't remember the last time someone was so crazy about me, not unsure of himself or our relationship. I've felt insecure with most relationships for a long time, just kind of sitting in waiting to see when the interest will start to fade. It's sad to say it, but after all my experiences it's what I've come to expect. James makes me feel so secure with his feelings, pressuring me to book my ticket to Australia as soon as possible...He just wants to make sure I get a good rate of course. (I smile to myself)
I'm literally counting down the minutes until I talk to James on Skype, counting the months until I see him in December. I haven't thought about what will happen once I see him again, I haven't really put a lot thought into our future together. The nice thing about my job is that I can do it anywhere, but still trying to keep these thoughts tucked away. I don't want to run ahead of myself, I might just trip over something if I subconsciously start sprinting too fast. As of now James and I are in the honeymoon stage of our relationship doting on each other despite the distance between us. I'll stay strong and just hope the heat won't extinguish between us for as long as we keep in binding contact. People may say, "Don't hold your breath," when it comes to long distance relationships, lucky for me us swimmers happen to have great lung capacity. I may just find myself blue in the face by the time I step off that plane, waiting to take my first breath in Jame's arms.
"Absence is to love as wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small and kindles the great."
~Roger de Bussy-Rabutin
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