Coffee

I had coffee with a male today. It was very comfortable and natural, even if we talked about some pretty weird things. I really like being comfortable with people. I know that sounds much like a "duh" statement but I know a few people who like the awkward conversation you get with a stranger. This was like sitting down with somebody I've known for a bit and just chatting. When we weren't talking, it wasn't uncomfortable at all. I would knit and he was sketching. Somebody asked me if there was a spark. I really don't know if there was or not, I wasn't looking for it. I'm just content having friendships right now, I don't need more. Yes, I WANT more, but I don't need it and I've come to a place where I'm starting to want what I need. I think that might mean that I'm starting to want God's will. Not that I haven't always wanted it on a superficial level. I think most Christians say "I want God's will for my life" but I'm not sure they all mean it, especially when it comes to not getting something their flesh wants. I won't lie, my flesh would love a warm body next to me in bed, arms around me and all kinds of physical affection. After all, physical touch is my love language. It's how I show and receive love the most effectively. I love hugs. I love kisses. I love holding hands. I love it when you walk by me and touch my shoulder as you pass. But right now that just isn't what I need. Not in a romantic way at least. Anyhow, coffee was nice and I'd like to do something like that again sometime.