Random Esquire

It was pointed out that I do not typically divulge relationship/dating stories to any real degree. Well, here’s a break from that situation.

I will very quickly sum up the situation. Earlier in the week, I began to get relationship jitters because things with a certain young Latina woman seemed to be moving at too quick a clip. I told her how I felt, only hesitant because I suspected that she may not date me, knowing that I am not quite ready for anything like a girlfriend. I have been enjoying my autonomy to a ridiculous degree…running off to Europe and not calling a soul, etc. – and I just don’t quite feel prepared to offer the consideration and thought I’d like to put into a relationship.

Anyway, when I told said young woman, her reaction was ,”Okay! Date away and do what you need to do.” And this caught me off guard and was so appealing to me that now I can’t get her out of my head. I called my work wife and told her about the situation. She said, “You’re in trouble now.” I said, “WHAT? What’re you talking about?” She said, “Now…she’s going to make you work for it.”

And that appealed to me.

I told Churro about the situation and he started to laugh and said, “If dating was a chess game…she just said ‘checkmate‘.”

I know she was being completely sincere and rational and was not playing any game…but, honestly? She’s kind of brilliant. Churro said, “The moment you said it wasn’t exclusive and she was okay with it, you got territorial. We’re like…animals. We like to hunt.” It’s true. I like to chase. It’s sort of ridiculous, really.

Resist the urge to psychoanalyze me.  Please.