Earthquake

They've been happening since last Wednesday night. How do I explain it? I saw plaid and then there was an earthquake that knocked me off my feet. I didn't realize how much damage had been done until the next day. Oddly enough the damage wasn't bad. It was more like everything changed, but change isn't always bad. The next earthquake happened last night. Now that everything has seemingly calmed down, I'm assessing the change. I feel like my surrounding has shifted almost completely. There are few hints of the way life was before Wednesday, but mostly I just look around and wonder...

What do I wonder?

I wonder how there can be a man who contradicts everything men have meant to me thus far. There is a man who wears plaid, plays guitar and wears glasses. It makes me smile. - He's the opposite of the tough guy facade and it has me wondering what was ever so appealing about men who drink like fish, stand women up constantly, hide their emotions and never apologize for their bad behavior - He leaves with friends for an hour and when he gets back he apologizes for not paying attention to me, because his friends are from Portland, OR and he doesn't get to see them much. Then after the show he sits down with me and talks.

He hugs me in public. He doesn't discount what I say. He doesn't make fun of me for being small, Peruvian, and/or Jewish. He apologizes for his friends off color conversation, even though it didn't bother me (I have brothers after all). He is as in love with Maine as I am. He has a general idea of what he wants to do with his life now (and it probably involves moving back to Maine). He can plan ahead of time. He said he would be interested in learning about hockey, even though sports aren't exactly his thing.

He said he wants to hang out after he finishes his tour in a week.

He's a happy feeling, without the twinges of sadness that I've grown accustomed to.

This man, he's real.

and I'm happy...

Everything looks so different from over here.
Come stand with me.