Living In Sin

Being raised religious, Pentecostal at that, it was said that living with someone outside of marriage was to be living in sin. I never planned on doing this. Sinning and living in sin, to me then, was two different things. I had plans on how everything would unfold. The process of house/apartment hunting together, if I didn't already have substantial housing for the both of us, financial responsibilities, along with shared mutual goals to be achieved for the rest of our lives. Yea, you read correctly, it would be a lifetime arrangement. I had it all planned out. Here's the thing, I always envisioned this wit a chick.

I been having dreams of settling down with an unknown guy in this secluded house in a remote location. Me and the dude were happily committed. I was only able to observe myself in the dream, while witnessing a black masculine silhouette in the scenery. I was more of the lover and caretaker of the house, house wife if you will. I made sure breakfast was ready before I left for work, made lunch for him to take, and had dinner ready when he was expected to be hungry. I showed him love at all times of the day and night. I gave him myself and he the same and we satisfied each other beyond expectation every time. It was picture perfect. I couldn't believe what I saw! I never pictured myself settling down and sharing my living space with a male partner. Not only am I now seeing this, I'm comfortable with it!

I'm not even sure why this change of feeling has occurred. It could be due to the recent year added onto my life. Maybe some sort of change unknown to me. Spring maybe? I just don't know! This strange urge to settle down is more severe than ever before and its becoming increasingly more difficult to ignore.

Just Keep Wondering...