Ablaze, adjective: burning fiercely; very brightly colored or lighted; filled with anger or another strong emotion.
Deep, adjective: extending far down from the top or surface; taking in or giving out a lot of air; very intense or extreme; (of sound) low in pitch and full in tone; not shrill; (of color) dark and intense; noun: the sea; adverb: far down or in; deeply.
Rabid, adjective: having or proceeding from an extreme or fanatical support of or belief in something; (of an animal) affected with rabies; of or connected with rabies.
Ahhhh, you Smell nice.
One of the places I feel the most comfortable is in the presence of strangers. For many this is an uncomfortable situation. I absolutely love talking with strangers. I am one of those annoying people who will casually talk to others in the store, in the restaurant and at the bar. I’m naturally drawn to people and find everyone interesting. In the deep South I am the norm, not the exception.
There are days that I am quiet and spend my time listening to conversations. But, every now and then I arrive in a room full of strangers that do not want to be strangers either. These nights are magical. The universe was ablaze with magic like that last night. I was out with the boyfriend and we were stopping in at our favorite watering hole, and I was in a hurry to make it to the restroom, on the way in there was a sandwich board outside with the schedule of the bar for the week posted. I read aloud as I approached. There was a guy on his phone telling the person on the other end that the bar was dead and no one was there. He saw me coming and happened to end his conversation as I got to the door, I said, “It’s ladies night,” still reading. He opened the door for me and said, “you are the only lady here.”
Cheesy I know.
But true. He happened to be the husband of one of my friends. She jumped me when I exited the restroom. By jumping me, I mean she screamed my name like I was a rock star and hugged me like I was rabid and need to be captured.
Another thing that happened just before I entered the restroom…. As I said before, I needed to use the ladies, and I could not wait, so I asked if the men’s was available, and a guy playing billiards stopped playing and said he would check for me. He entered the men’s room and was gone long enough for me to think something had happened to him, but he came out and said he let the toilet seat down. I don’t use the toilet seat in public restrooms, I hover. TMI- but I did say thank you and announced chivalry was not dead. I thanked his wife when I left the restroom. She was darling. She told me they are a husband/ wife driving team. They haul freight on tractor trailers. They were from Tennessee. Later the husband came up to me and the bf and talked to us a bit about TN whiskey and his favorites. He also offered to buy us drinks.
I could go on about the evening, but I’ll save those stories for later. I will say that I spoke to nearly all the 30 people in the bar before we left. There was a great exchange of conversation and hugs (which is not uncommon in the south) I saw pictures of new born babies, teens going to prom, stories of people we mutually knew, sang songs, asked trivia, and was surprised by some of the answers and more surprise of the person answering the questions.
One of the best things about my bf is that he enjoys that I do not shy away from strangers. He had told me before that he never approached people before he met me, and he looks forward to the comradery that can happen on our evenings out.
On the way home, I had a feeling of contentment as you might have when you leave a family gathering. The evening was truly magical.
I think you are only lonely if you want to be. In all honesty, I am an introvert.