I’ve had a few “one time” encounters recently.
This is a very new experience for me, as it’s the first time I’ve actually experienced mutual one nighters – just a good old romp and then a goodbye.
It’s a fantastically liberating experience, not to mention incredibly satisfying. The last one I can only describe the walk home and rest of the day as being in some sort of mellow shag-hangover.
But it does make one begin to question – what is it I really want?
These encounters have been fun, and I’m glad I did them. I think in your 20s you’re supposed to, right?
But it has also made me realise I want more. One of my best friends told me recently he was concerned he couldn’t ever settle down; his sex drive was just too high. But I know I want there to be one person I spend the rest of my life with.
There’s a great line (only one, mind you) from one of the Sex and the City films:
We’re adults, with no children. We have the luxury to design our own life.
When I heard that something resonated. I knew that I’m romantic enough to want one person to have and to hold forever – but I don’t need a fancy ceremony or children to cement it.
While one-time encounters can be great fun and I think it’s healthy to run a little wild, I know in my heart I want something even more satisfying.
I want to find that one person who I know, somewhere, is reaching back for me.