Last Sat. me and Zoe were on a dazzling trip to IKEA. Neither me nor she wanted anything there, the primary goal of the trip was to escort one of her housemates to have a blind date. (sounds exciting? yeah! peeking into other people's romantic life has always been a great thing to do!)
Well, maybe I'd somehow over-expected the experience, the escorting didn't offer me pleasure as I expected. The two newly-met were just hanging around, with the male shooting out professional blah along the way.
At one time, I was shocked by his abundant social and life experiences. And doubt why the gap between us was so tremendous as he was only 2 years older than me. Sense of inferiority welled up at the time of full realization that I was in such a huge lack of life experience.
But all these stuff was not the point.
The biggest gain for me was a feeling of home. Upon entering IKEA, the environment soon raised my longing for a home. (it's home, not house)
The feeling was so real that I was swept off my feet. And I knew that my daring was harboring the same idea. After all, we were designated by destiny to stay together for the rest of our lives. =3
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