Introduction Post

Now seeing as this is my actual first blog post I might as well introduce myself a bit. The problem is I hate talking about myself and all that good stuff, so instead I will just post a story and hopefully you, the reader, get some semblance into who I am.

One of the more perfect moments of my life that I have come across recently happened. It was about a week ago and I found myself traveling in a taxi through downtown Austin, Texas. I was in Austin for a convention, so I'm not an actual native of the area. Anyways it was about the third day of the convention and I found myself exhausted; it was very early in the morning mind you. Now, usually, I am a very talkative person who would enjoy nothing more than conversing with the taxi driver, yet this morning was different.

My two friends and I go into the taxi like usual, I would say it was around six or so in the morning, way too early, and started traveling to our convention destination. Well, instead of listening to what the conversation was about, I just popped my i-pod headphones in and started listening to "The Killers." About fifteen minutes into the ride we found ourselves sitting at a red light, which of course would be a normal situation in most cases except for this exact moment.

I was sitting in the back left seat of the car and found myself staring out the window at one of the most beautiful things ever: a woman throwing up. Follow me on this. The woman was white, blond hair, and looked roughly in her mid twenties. Nothing special. Yet standing over her was another person, a man to be exact. The man was black, had short hair, and looked to be in his low thirties. The woman was kneeling on the ground, one hand holding her hair back and another on the ground to keep herself balanced, and just coughing/vomiting all over the side walk. What was this man doing? Kissing her. The man was standing over her, rubbing her back, and kissing her on the cheek/neck. He appeared to be talking to her, consoling her no doubt, yet I could not hear what they were saying. While all of this was going on the song "Uncle Johnny" was playing, adding to the whole feel of the situation. Now the reason I say it was the more perfect moments is simply because it showed raw and pure human emotion.

Here were these two people, of which I hadn't the slightest clue as to who/what they were all about, yet they were so...perfect. The woman clearly was in great distress and needed someone to support her. The man on the other hand was showing the true passion and care he had for this woman. He was not off put by the fact she was vomiting in broad day light in the middle of the city. Instead he was actually supporting her as if he was the one vomiting in the road. The man had no care for anyone else in the world other than that woman kneeling there in front of him. Time had literally stopped for them and they were the only ones who existed. It was perfect. Anyways, that's my introduction. Good day.