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British Invasion Part I



     This post series is dedicated to Ms. Tiffany and all the other fine folks out there that love the sweetness and swagger of a true Brit.

     I used to think that my east coast boys held the monopoly on swagger. But once again, I've been proven wrong.

     This all stems from my recent conversation with a good friend of mine. Both of us single, we recapped on our love for a good strong accent. Needless to say, I had this wacky dream with Craig David in it last night. I digress.

     But it's been stirred in my heart once again, that God has someone completely stellar and brilliant for me. A man that simply gets me. I'm constantly surrounded by beautiful and handsome people. Even men that I would have attraction to, but not necessarily chemistry with. I'm not simply looking for beauty, swagger, and the like. But you know. Love.



Wisdom's Knocking:

It's amazing how much clarity ensues regarding one's dreams as one grows older.





The Line

      Rory


      Once again, the television series, "Doctor Who" has inspired me.

     "The Girl Who Waited" episode:

      Just let this dialogue simmer and blow your mind...

Future Amy: All those boys chasing me, but it was only ever Rory. Why was that? 
Amy: You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they're as dull as a brick? Then there's other people, when you meet them you think, "Not bad. They're okay." And then you get to know them and... and their face just sort of becomes them. Like their personality's written all over it. And they just turn into something so beautiful. 
Both: Rory's the most beautiful man I've ever met. 
Amy: Please. Do it for him. 
Future Amy: Ah, you. You're asking me to defy destiny, causality, the nexus of time itself, for a boy. 
Amy: You're Amy. He's Rory. And oh yes, I am.

Wisdom's Knocking:

The heartbeat of true beauty is love.