Foreign Connection

There I sat on the hostel chair checking my facebook updates an relaxing before my next adventure. I had just descended Mt Fuji an my body was on the mend. “Is that a cat making that noise”? the girl across from me asked, Lol I don’t know but its highly ignoring I replied, still zoned out on my mobile.

   I soon became bored an decided to engage the stranger across from me. I started by checking her out a bit, she was ruffled from the hostel life. Her hair was down an a little on the unkept side, but more stylish than just plain unkept. It fell over her face doen past her shoulders. She had pretty eyes an petite features, so I judged her as average. 

    “So why are you in Japan?” I asked. “I’m going to climb Mount Fuji tomorrow” she replied. After that moment we chatted an laughed about our adventures in Japan so far. So we both decided to go grab dinner at the local Japanese restaurant. Neither one of us spoke Japanese, but we were travelers an had overcome language barriers long ago . We laugh an discussed the different foods we had tasted while there, our experiences with the native people.

Soon the conversation shifted to our past, future an just other thoughts we were having. As she spoke I sense a certain familiarity with her,  as a girl from boston she had been to all the same states an places I had been to. It was like hearing myself speaking from across the table. How could someone so like myself have crossed my path? How cruel yet beautiful is life to cross our paths together. I didn’t know it at the time as our eye contact increased an our smiles became wider that I was forming something, something that is beautiful an a curse in itself.

  We moved on from the restaurant, to the supermarket where we did some shopping for her mountain hike the next day. We continued to chat about ourselves an how she was moving on to business school in another state. “I know what you need, some peanut butter” I stated. “Oh my God I always take peanut butter on hikes” she exclaimed. Long story short, we found the peanut butter, I tasted octopus for the first time with her an we walked home together in the rain. 

  Back at the hostel we went our separate ways as she had to hike in the morning. The next morning she was nowhere to be seen, so I spent the day with a french guy I had met that night. She eventually came home where she said she had made it to the top an soon after went to bed. I didn’t see her again that day or the next.

  I sat at the bus stop on my way back to Tokyo, I had just traded my tickets in for a earlier bus hoping to get a chance to spend time in Akiba before I got on the plane home. When I heard a familiar voice, “Hey I didn’t know you was heading back today” she stated. Here she was again randomly taking the same path as me. Once again we chatted an spoke about backers life. The bus came she got on an I made my way to the back. As the bus rode along I sat in my seat thinking maybe I should give her my number. Maybe this is meant to be, as I thought these thoughts she turned around smiled an waved at me. I made up my mind that I would indeed give her my number also I would give her my handy travel book with Tokyo maps an Japanese language helpers. I wrote the number in the back of the book an went to sleep.

  We arrived in Shibuya Tokyo an got off the bus, we talked for a bit an then it hit me. For some reason I wouldn’t give her my number. For some reason this would be it, we would go our separate ways in the world. She would head to the Philippines an me back to Arizona. This was the way it was meant to be. This would be the magic in my life, that knowing that someone out there was like me. “So this is the goodbye then?” she asked “yes,”I said sadly. We hugged…. 

Good Conversation

Why is it that I can’t have just a good conversation with a woman without it looking like I want more? I am the type of guy who loves to chat, I look for maturity in these conversations. I look for a passion or desire for knowledge in her. In order to get to this conversation I must ask her out.

I must learn to just let go, while looks attract me its the brain that drives me crazy. When she gives an excuse I should just move on. I waste to much time an energy on lost causes. Every time my energy goes into the wrong person I slip a tad more into depression. However this will not stop me. I will move on faster an see the signs clearer.

Can’t we just talk over coffee or a lunch? Can’t you just let me learn about you? Why are there so many games? Why so many steps? Well I brought this on myself, should have just let go.

Familar Signs

The smile that makes my heart jump, the eyes that read my soul. The thoughts that invades my dreams an mind on a daily basis. She says I crack her up, she says she enjoys messing with me. She can call my bluffs with just a slight glance. Shes fun, playful, intelligent, mysterious, an single. While all signs point to me being into her. I woke up this morning an I suddenly realize this all seems so familiar! It’s like a replay, the girl that I couldn’t best when joking around. Her ability to get under my skin, an read my face with a mere glance. I also thought about her everyday, she also made her way into my dreams frequently. So what happened, is this a bad sign or good sign? Well I also asked that young lady out in which she agreed but then blew me off. She also used me when she could, disarming my attempts to resist easily. Turns out I later found out she had a boyfriend, but she had gotten the A for the class she needed from me. I didn’t blame her, I blamed myself. I have no idea where this new one is headed. Am I just fun for her? Someone to toy with to make her day go by faster. I don’t know, I do care however, wasting energy on someone who will not return it to me is a waste. I will see, I will know there will be no friend zone for this guy.