London Calling

29 January 2014 – Kung Fu Grip Kiss (The Damnwells)

I don’t even know where to begin today. The last five days of my life have been like some amazing crazy rollercoaster ride. I sat in here watching the rain on Friday waiting on someone to come in and I had barely posted my blog when the door chimed and he appeared. Like magic. And here I sit today feeling the same way but for different reasons. The flowers he brought me yesterday are creating the most beautiful scent and reminding me of how sweet is heart is. The photo of us on the background of my computer is smiling back at me. He changed it last night when I was trying to edit photos from our day because I couldn’t sleep.

Things aren’t supposed to happen like this are they?
Is it possible to meet the person who fills the holes in your soul and know it instantly?
Well not instantly. We’ve known each other since I moved here. I just finally let myself tuck away the fears, the negative thoughts and let myself enjoy his company. And in just these five days he’s made me feel like I’m a crazy person. Taken over my every thought. Dominated my senses. I know it’s been hours since I’ve seen him but I still smell him on my clothes not me. He looks at me in this way I’ve never imagined. Like I’m the center of the universe. It’s almost enough to make a girl think she’s going crazy.

I moved to London last summer thinking it would be a fresh start. Something to heal the problems of my past. A place where people didn’t know that sometimes in crowds I’d have a panic attack even though I was usually the person in the room talking to everyone so free and easy. A place where no one knew that I still cried sometimes when I missed one of my best friends because I want to know if he thinks I’m living life to the best of my ability or if he’d be disappointed in me for holding back. I hadn’t contemplated something like this. Sure I thought about meeting men. But I never imagined it would feel like this. Especially in such a quick manner. I guess being trapped together for three days will do that to you.

So yes. I survived the snowstorm that everyone back home called or texted about. It was snow. It wasn’t going to kill me. In fact I came out better than I went in. I’ve got a smile on my face that won’t go away. And someone in my life who is determined to help keep it there. It’s a really awesome feeling. I don’t want to remember what life was like before this feeling.

It’s crazy to know that someone wants to make it their mission to make me laugh or smile. I left for work this morning and wasn’t even out the front door before he text me a crazy picture and told me he just wanted the last thing he heard this morning to be my laugh. He drove Lyla and I around London yesterday and didn’t complain once about shopping with us. He took me on the greatest photo date ever. Places that he knew would mean something to me and not just photograph well.

Fairytales never seemed real. Someone is going to wake me up soon. I know it. Definitely a kung fu grip kiss on my heart.


The view of the counter as I write. Someone really wanted to make the bookshop smell amazing.


One of the photos from our trip around London. It was a bit cold but so beautiful. Best date of my life.

If this really is a dream, I hope I get to sleep a bit longer.
xx Annie

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