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Interested

Have you ever been interested, but afraid to step out on faith? What about the comfortable state of being single and not looking? Really, me too, but it's 2011... So let's do something that we've never done before?

Because I'm interested
Can I be an instrument
In changing your life
Is that alright?
Because I'm interested
I'd rather be with you instead
Of anyone else
- India Arie

It was so ironic that as soon as I turned on my Pandora, this song came on. As of late, I catch a particular pair of eyes as I am sitting in my cubicle at work. The eyes walk in, glance over at me, smile and continues up the stairs. Initially, I didn't pay it too much mind considering I am an attractive fellow or at least I think so. I mean, I am decently groomed, immaculately versed, cute smile, nappy locs, and I dress ok. So I could see where I would catch an eye or two every now and then.

The thing is, I wasn't looking for anyone right now. I mean, I just got out of a 3 year relationship with someone whom I thought was going to be my wife. Moving into something right now would not be the best for my mind. I need time to regroup. This couple shit is draining. Understand this, there is the required phone calls, spending time together, etc! That shit is for the birds until further notice. Or at least I thought so.

On my way out of the building yesterday at 11, I was stopped by that wondering pair of eyes. "Shae, hold up a minutes." I turn around, (I could not hide this big Kool aide smile I had). "Wassup," I said it as if I knew what's about to come next. "Nothing, I hear you're friends with my brother. He says you're cool and uh.." "Yea," at this point I'm almost being nonchalant. "Cool, Cool, I was wondering if you wanted to get drinks or something this weekend. I don't usually do this, but... I mean, I think you're cool." {PAUSE} You don't even really know me, you walk past my desk, smile and has NEVER said anything to me in the 5 years that we've worked for this company! You got some kind of a way right now, but I'm bored enough to see wassup. {RESUME} "I work Friday, but my Saturday is free, what's your number..." Usually, I try NOT to text on the first night, but hell - since we're in the business of doing things differently this time around... Why not?

The text turned into a phone call. After the first hour of conversation, I knew all about how my wondering pair of eyes grew up. I was so amazed at how our childhoods mirrored. Single parent household, struggling for social acceptance, working as a life sentence, and family bonds. I was amazed, how many people do you come across that you can actually say - damn we're just alike! I mean, I can't say that I'm trying to jump into a relationship, because as previously noted - that shitz for the birds. I will definitely say that I am interested. (Turns the music back up, lays back on futon and looks out into the Macon night).

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