The Most Beautiful Part of the Day

Most of my parking structure adventures take place in the morning, when I'm still half asleep, when GF and I are on our way into work. But there is an 'adventure' which happens several times a week late in the afternoon or early in the evening. It happens when I get out of work.

You see, the parking structure is between where GF works and where I work. (Admittedly is't a lot closer to my work than GF's.) So when I get off of work, I'll often meet GF outside of the parking structure and from there we'll either drop our bags in my car if we're going out to dinner or just head back to my place or GF's.

When we first started seeing each other, anytime GF and I were meeting, I would find her waiting for me when I arrived. But since then, either I've gotten more punctual or GF has adjusted for me. As a result, recently I've been beating GF to the parking structure, and because the weather is warm enough these days, I'll stand on the sidewalk outside the entrance watching for GF.

I'll wait a few minutes, watching the various people coming toward me down the sidewalk - families, business people, a lot of college students - anticipating, hoping that person I can't quite see behind that group coming towards me is GF. The anticipation is delicious. But the best part, the most beautiful part of the day, is when I do recognize GF, with her bag over her shoulder and her jacket open and her curly hair falling down around her face.

And then I'll walk toward her until we meet up, and ask her how her day went.

And then I kiss her. My work day is over. And we're together.