Along Came Darius

Okay, fine. So probably one of the worst parts of my personality is my fear of commitment. I just hate being tied down. I don't like making plans because I never know what mood I'm gonna be in. I mean, what if I make plans two weeks in advance and then miss out on some grand adventure? I might have locked myself into drinks at some fabulous Hollywood bar only to find that when the day comes, a friend has miraculously produced tickets to Cher's Farewell Tour. And everyone knows that's a one-time thing. *hair toss, tongue roll* "Hooooooooooo....."

However. As I've grown up (stop your snickering), I've come to realize that by committing to something, you may be embarking on a different kind of adventure. Such is what I found when Darius came along.

He is everything I am not. I love spontaneity. He loves planning. I'm moody and irrational. He's even-tempered and wise. He likes movies where teens fall in love. I like movies where teens get homicidally hunted in the dark.

But the beauty of us is in the experiences we share with each other. Recently, I got him out on his own into the Pacific Ocean on a boogie board - and had the pleasure of seeing him, wide-eyed and laughing, as he caught his first wave. And in return he's found a way to get me onto a Google Calendar, which we share so that we always know what the other is doing. Outwardly, I despise this. Secretly, I adore it.

I recently watched the movie, "Along Came Polly." It's cute, but one quote stood out above all: "It's not about what happened in the past or what you think might happen in the future - it's about the ride for Christ's sake. There'’s no point going through all this crap if you're not gonna enjoy the ride. And you know what? When you least expect it, something great might come along. Something better than you even planned for."

So we find ourselves on the "unplan plan" - together. And now I see that this might just be the greatest ride of all.