She wasn’t interested; he was too serious and kept to himself. He thought she was just another blonde Ad Labber who only cared about fashion and drama. Boring and shallow never work well together, so they never thought about it twice.
She wanted someone who would sail around the world at age 40, drink steamers and eat cookies at coffee shops, listen to her one million and a half soap-box rants and understand enough to give some half good advice.
For him, the right girl would run barefoot through the creeks in Coyote Cultch but still enjoy the cheap thrill of dress-up for the weekend theater. He wanted a girl who had an agenda, wanted something more than what stood at her feet.
No, this Tommy boy and this Rilee girl would never work. She hated him most of the time, and he didn’t care to give her the time of day. So they became friends. Four months later it actually made sense.
Thanks to the Candy Shop, a trail up the Canyon, NIKEiD and the llamas, Ray Lamontagne, dedicating a birthday song to the wrong person (sorry Jimmy), a broken phone, Massaman curry, a film called ONCE, and a porch.
He said I love you after three weeks.
Summer brought all those early morning flights, NYC and Pittsburgh at their finest, Josh Ritter in the Park, Cleveland and its fireflies, August and thoughts of Seattle. The long distance calls continued into the fall with his CPB internship in Boulder, and her Hunger Banquet and BYU. Thank you Jolene and Dennis for a place to call home for the in betweens.
'Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. But you have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived...Stay open, who knows lightning could strike.'
Some say it should be a lightning strike, for us it was series of storms. Sometimes its good to be different, sometimes it’s better to just be yourself, and somewhere in between you find what you are looking for. (Just don’t be too surprised when it’s right in front of you)."
here's looking at you rilee and tommy!