Every 7 Minutes

More and more I have noticed how connected our energies are on a mass scale. Countless times while standing in a check out line at a store I look around and it's as if every customer in the store is ready to check out at the same time. Inevitably someone will remark how they need more check out lanes open, more workers working, and generally flummoxed as to why they can't be more prepared for customers. But the thing is, we come in waves. If we'd been there 5 minutes prior, we might have been the only one in line. But we didn't. We move in droves en mass. I can't help but think this phenomenon is animalistic, akin to watching a herd of animals storm an open field. We move together. When we see one person making a move, it sparks a chain reaction. Imagine what that can mean. Though we strive and push our individuality, the fact is we are still very much connected. Even in our silence we are one--there's that Harvard study that concluded there is a lull every 7 minutes in our conversations with one another. Some believe this is the result of being hardwired from our ancient hunter/gathering days as people would pause every now and then to check for predators. I've been tired ever since daylight saving time ended. A lot of people around me seem to be run down lately as well. I wonder if that too--the energy we have for making it through our days--is connected and affected and felt en mass. Imagine what that can mean.

This Guy...

It's been a year today since my first date with Matt. With the encouragement of my mom and some friends, I had signed up on Match.com with the only intention of getting out of the house on a few dates. I signed up on a Saturday night and finished up my profile the next morning. That's when I came across Matt's profile on there and I sent him an email. And another. And another. (I had forgotten to mention a few things in my first emails--and faux pas aside, I wouldn't date someone anyway who wasn't keen on my words and followed the rules of dating conventions. Plus I have things to say, and I can be impatient...) And anyway, I hadn't scared him off as that night we ended up texting each other for over 3 hours. The next day our texting marathon continued and by the third day we were both downright giddy to have our first date. We met up at a restaurant downtown and when he saw me I saw his eyes widen. He was clumsy and nervous throughout dinner, but as we talked he softened. And I bet that nervousness wasn't nerves but a kind of awe, as ever since that night we have maintained that kind of awestruck feeling for one another. I love his face. His brow line. His laugh. I love his kind heart and his thoughtful mind. Really no words can suffice for the gratitude and reverence in my heart. This man amazes me.