You know you're hooked on a
woman when you start singing about her. You start saying her name out loud
when you're alone, and you start dreaming about her at night. It's happened
to me with a waitress named Maria.
This Maria has a captivating
combination of perkiness, alacrity, attractive long hair and a silky voice.
It's enough to leave any sane guy awestruck. Unfortunately, she considers
me merely a customer she waits on, simply a stranger who comes in the tavern
she works at. How do I get Maria to notice me without making her nervous?
It's a question that's faced many guys who meet an irresistible girl like
Maria
Maria-mania has become so perverse
with me that I often listen to the Stephen Sondheim song, "Maria." You
know the one--the classic from West Side Story, where Tony claims that
"he'll never stop saying Maria." It's like that.
Maria also makes me want to
dust off my Sound of Music disc and hear the nuns sing, "How do you solve
a problem like Maria?" Well, my problem is that I am hooked on this 29-year-old
woman named Maria--a waitress who barely gives me a second thought. Despite
this, she still inspires me to think of Maria songs. Two others come to
mind: "My Maria," by B.W. Stevenson, and "Maria, You Were the Only One,"
by Jimmy Ruffin. Whenever I see the name Maria in print, I start to swoon.
I am truly smitten.
Maria-mania has caused me to
write a short story about a 10-year-old with the same name. Since the real-life
Maria's last name sounds like donation, a synonym for the word gift, I
went and wrote a story about a gift which the fictional Maria gave to the
world. The real-life Maria inspires me in this way.
I do not know how this Maria
sage will turn out; only time will reveal this. Right now, however, the
name Maria sounds musical to me, and I intend to make the most of the song.
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