Wednesday's

I want to write a little something about Wednesdays. We're still kind of new at the idea, and so far its been great. I told her one day that I was going to take the train out and meet her after work on Wednesday. I was just happy to go see her, to be taking the train. To be listening to good music, all the while having a destination. Its so good to have a destination again.

So I take the long way. I wake up on Wednesday, and drink coffee, eat breakfast and talk to her while she's at work. I take a shower and shave (she loves me clean shaven), and I get dressed. All the while I'm thinking and counting down the moments until I get to see her. The first time, she forgot I was even coming out, and I knew I wasn't going to say anything until the fact that I was going to see her. It kind of happened on accident the whole thing. The reason why I love it so much? It takes the responsibility away from her. She doesn't have to drive anywhere to come see me. I like the idea of being able to take things off of her plate. Plus, I get to see her sooner than if I had to wait for her to drive all the way to my house.

So I walk out the door and walk to the train. I could just take a bus and meet the Metra train as it was on its way out to her work, but I enjoy the journey. I strap on my headphones and hop on the El downtown. I walk amongst the people in their busy days carrying something with me that I know they don't have. I'm going to see the woman I love. So I walk through them, pass through them as if they were ghosts and I get to Union Station. I take the escalator down, and see all of the people, all of the great architecture of when union station used to be a huge hub of people travelling everywhere before airlines became affordable. But theres something romantic about the train station, people heading to and fro, maybe there are others waiting in anticipation of their train to leave to see the women that they love. Maybe there are people running away, I try to think of everyone there as having some greater purpose than just the daily commute.  I buy my ticket from a booth. I jump on the train and sit in the same seat, even if its only been two times now, it will be my seat every week for the foreseeable future. I am a creature of habit sometimes. I sit in the 13th train car, train to the left, last seat on the left. I'm the guy in the white headphones with a smile on my face. The train conductor punches my ticket as I gaze out the windows at all the wonderment left in the world.

I arrive to my destination and get off the train, one week she wasn't there, this week she was. It was nice to have her waiting for me, with the same anticipation I had as I had to be arriving. But waiting for her, and seeing her face as she walked through the doors at work was nice as well.

The first week we shopped for her running shoes at Dicks, this past week was nicer, we explored, we went places the other hadn't been before, we discovered, explored, and shared. She opens up to me now as she hasnt it the past. She used to tell me that she didnt want to tell me things about her life. Lately she tells me stories, she shares hopes and dreams. I ask her questions, trying to soak up as much as I can. She asks things about me, where I've been to before, where I'd like to go.

Its exactly what I've wanted these last couple Wednesdays to be, and what I hope every Wednesday for the foreseeable future will be. A chance to discover, a chance to be together, a chance to share. I don't want things to be what they've been at times between us. A pop over to my place for a quick romp, a little talking. I wanted us to be together out in the world. Now don't get me wrong, I hope every Wednesday ends in us making love at some point. But being with her, seeing her, exploring with her, that's really amazing.

Til next Wednesday!