this morning, i'm listening to nina gordon. her song, 2003, could have been a soundtrack to a day of my life.

...i want to meet in 2OO3
i want to see what the future can bring to me
and when i do i'll meet you here my darling
and when i'm free
i'll be waiting where i said i would be
my love will you wait for me?
what we've found is such a precious thing
that's what i 'm trying to sing ...

i met chris in 2003, waiting in the sushi restaurant where i said i would be. i was so nervous that i think i ordered my glass of plum wine before he even showed up, just to calm my nerves a bit. i saw him approach the door of the restaurant, and i smiled as he pushed instead of pulled. he was being a little shy at first; i babbled to make up for it, briefly excusing myself after the main course to go pick rice out of my teeth and make sure that my hair looked decent. i liked him right from the start, and i went home hours later feeling, for once, just happiness, and nothing else. most first dates i'd had made me feel happy- but also a little doubtful. not this time, buddy. the next monday, i remember riding around in my car with dan, telling him about my date with chris. "do you think he'll call you?" dan asked. i was holding the steering wheel, in complete control, and i responded with certainty, "yes."

and now here we are.

i think that if there's ever a ceremony that involves me and chris, "2003" should play at the reception afterwards. not that i'm actively planning any ceremonies- but, you know, you have to have a *little* foresight.

i've always liked nina gordan.


addendum: i'm an idiot. we met in 2002.