I posted a picture of me and the guy I've been dating on Facebook last night. It's strange that this is somehow a right of passage and means something for our relationship according to social media standards. We are not friends on Facebook so he is unaware and to my knowledge he has never read my blog so he may never know. We've been dating for four months and people have asked if we're serious. I'm not really sure what that question means. I seriously like him. I think he seriously likes me back. That is all I know and I suppose that is all that really matters. This is why.
Every January I create a vision board. It is a piece of art that displays a collage of images that symbolize things I want to accomplish, the way I want to feel and things that I desire for the upcoming year. I also choose a word that encompasses my self created theme for the year. I hang this piece of art in my home as a daily reminder.
This year on my vision board, perfectly placed among my desires, is the word I chose for 2015.
Drift: a natural, continuous and gradual movement without a predetermined destination.
Basically, drifting is going along without knowing what is next. I want to be the girl that can fly by the seat of her pants with no plans and no expectations but the truth is, that does not come naturally to me.
I like being organized. I like to be prepared. I want to know the details. I like to have control. (There. I said it.)
This year, I was going to practice the art of drifting.
I'll be honest. By summer, I was really lacking direction. I kept thinking that somehow I had manifested these circumstances by choosing drift as my theme. I had even considered making a new vision board. Picking a new word. A mid-year reevaluation. I'm not even kidding. I take this shit seriously.
And then I met this guy.
Drew. He is a writer, an adventurer, a traveler. He flies by the seat of his pants with no plans and no expectations. This is where it gets weird. For the last few years, he has referred to himself as Drifting Drew.
Are you f*cking kidding me? Where did this dude come from and why now?
The answer is clear. He is in my life to help me drift. He shows me how to be completely present in each moment. He is not religious or even spiritual for that matter, but he guides me in ways that he is completely unaware of.
He's a cool guy. I'm a cool chick. He wants companionship. I want a partner. We have fun together. We are spontaneous. We are alike. We are different. It works.
Drifting along and enjoying the ride,