Slow Loris

I've never really considered myself the marrying type. Strange then, perhaps, that my dating career has taken the form of serial monogamy. I've never really dated, as such. I guess I've always sort of been looking for someone I wanted to spend my life with - and jumping from relationship to relationship while doing it. But, whenever I'd think about the future, it just never seemed to include the person I was with at the time. I suppose I just gave up looking at some point and started thinking of relationships as convenient ways to pass the time.

I suppose, then, that this sort of explains the string of events that untied themselves when I met Jess. I'm a climber, Jess is a climber. We each needed a climbing partner to kick our respective butts into climbing. We enjoyed each other's company, we climbed and Jess even got me back into yoga. I thought a couple of times about whether we could be more than just friends, but I was in another relationship, albeit an un-fulfilling one, and just not ready to shake things up. And then... well, things got shaken up for me. In startlingly rapid sucession, I found myself disentangled and in Jess' arms. It was the most natural thing in the world. And I found myself wondering why it had taken me so long.