I'm in a DCFC mood so here is today's tune of the day:
I saw Death Cab for Cutie twice live. Once at the Kool Haus and again a few years later on Toronto Island for a summer fest. There teen hipsters and The O.C. fans everywhere. I went with my buddy Matty, who is super picky with his women. He always said to me that it's good to be picky - It's how you'll ultimately be happy. I thought he was ridiculous then, but as time passes, I grow more picky and realize Matty's point.
Last night I had an interesting convo with a guy I was dating. He's in his second year of university and is living at home. He's six years younger, so I knew that he wasn't going to be thinking of long term relationships, which is what I ultimately want. But I had fun hanging out with him whenever we have the chance, which is about once every 10 days.
He said he felt like he was wasting my time. I asked him to elaborate. He went on to say that he thinks I should find a man with money and time. I told him that I have money and I'm busy enough so seeing him so sporadically didn't bother me. I said that it would probably never work because he's in university and still needs to explore what he wants in general. We never did define our relationship. We never had sex. We just played, talked and confided in each other. It was akward somewhat because we were so intimate without being sexual.
So we parted amicably. After which, he made some odd little comments, but one stuck out:
"Your glasses hide your eyes. They're so pretty."
I do have contacts but rarely wear them. So today I tried an experiment and put my contacts on when I picked up a coffee and cat food this morning.
Men stared. Some of them even smiled. One said hi as he walked by.
A lady told me how nice I looked! I received amazing service in shops where I never received good service before. The shop keepers looked at me a little longer, more than they usually did. The striked up conversations on topics outside my purchases.
Perhaps it was just a day where the stars were aligned and everyone was chatty. It is a beautiful day after all. Still, I can't help but feel my younger friend was right. People trust more when they get a better look of your eyes. Perhaps I look more trusting without glasses?
Yesterday was so busy, I forgot to post the song of the day:
As crazy as she is, I still love her tunes.
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