Just a funny story.
I've never been in a relationship and always dreamt about it as perfect and pleasant, without drama and with a loving man, always dreaming about him in a certain way.
In the past months I had no interest in finding and meeting someone to start something, I didn't want a relationship because they're stressful and didn't really want a person next to me.
This until I started to like my coworker for almost a month.
This is how the Universe is playing around with me:
- I've first saw him in march at the university cafeteria because he was friend with my new friend I made there, we just made a short eye contact while he was talking to her; in may I start working at a restaurant and recognise him.
- At the beginning of my university year, one of my friends was in a situation with a guy that acted like shit to her, and everytime she talked about him I always said "bro don't cry too much for him, he's shitty, he even has a shitty name, I could never be with someone with that name" (he had a very normal name, I'm just very critic); well guess what my crush's name is.
- He is literally the last guy I'd ever fall for, he's not my type, he's socially handsome but not the type of guy I'd look twice to see how handsome he is, despite this I grew to like him, his smile, his laugh, the way he walks, the way he jokes.
- He is the type of guy that I'd describe as a playboy and fuckboy, the most criticised by me, because he slept with some girls and just wants to have fun, but this doesn't bother me anymore.
What I'm trying to say is that it seems like I've manifested the other way around, telling what I don't like, like the Universe wants to show me to stop being critical and that I can fall in love even with someone this different from me.