Believe in the power of your instinct. Follow it. Even if it painful to do so.
It will not let you down. It will be proven. Just you wait and see…..
I let myself down. I didn’t follow. I didn’t want it to be proven. What was proven was the fact that I should have believed in its power and reliability.
I spent 5 precious years if my life with someone who, if you wanted to label him, was a narcissist.
“Get ready for the ride of your life” the text buzzed at me. I laughed to my friend about it. How corny!
I had met this charismatic and gorgeous man on my commute. A little wish to myself on my walk to the station each morning that he would be on the platform. A few words here and there. Small talk whilst pushing onto the train. Little leaps of my heart every time our shoulders brushed in the crowd.
“Oh, he’s like a cross between Daniel Craig and Steve McQueen” I crowed to my friend.
I was looking forward to moving house but disappointed about my change of commute. The end of opportunity…. I had packed my apartment ready for the move over the bank holiday and tired, I started my last few days on that same commute.
“Good weekend?” He asked. “Been packing up my home – this is my last week living in this town”, I responded.
“Oh, no,” he exclaimed. “I won’t see you any more. Would you like to go for a drink some time before you go? Give me your number….”
My knees were weak. I turned into a dizzy, blithering idiot. But, I managed, somehow to give him my number.
Within minutes of departing my phone buzzed. A message. “You have a sexy arse. I am a dirt dog. Will you be my dirty bitch”.
I was shocked at his boldness which was entirely mismatched with the polite small-talking smart-dressing, smart-looking man on platform 2. No man had ever spoken to me in that way. But….. Well…. I was so very flattered. HE fancied me. HE wanted me. HE was different. HE was the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen. And HE was paying me such attentions. I was gone. Well and truly gone. And that was just the start of it. The ‘ride of my life’, in more ways that I could have imagined…….