Trying to make Carmel, IN to Chicago, IL work
I went to Chicago to see Guster for my 25th birthday. I was beyond excited. I took the train and stayed in the HI Hostel. I went to the concert on my birthday, and I didn't think the weekend could get any better. Then the next night, I met a wonderful guy. We really hit it off, and the next thing I know we are talking all the time.
In a world before text messaging was common practice and there was no Twitter or Facebook I'm surprised we kept it going as long as we did. It was never serious, but I think we had the potential to be something.
We talked everyday at work through a message board we both belonged to. It was a great way to keep in contact through out the day. Usually he would call me every night. This was hard because my cellphone coverage sucked in the townhouse. I could get reception in my bedroom, but one of my roommates went to bed early and she would get angry if I was talking upstairs. That meant I had to go outside. I spend hours sitting on our steps and in my car whole using the phone.
Things got easier when I moved into my apartment, but by then it was too late. He wanted me to be closer to him, and I wasn't in a place where I was ready to move to Chicago. My heart was all for it, but my job, lease and life got in the way. Things ended amicably, but sometimes wonder what would have happened if I just would have taken the gamble. This is the one of two relationships I wish would have ended differently. Life is too short for regret, but I do know if I was faced with that choice again I would do things differently.
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