the best of both worlds

note: this post is not about miley cyrus. or hannah montana.

every sunday night, i sit on the couch and grade papers to the sound of jesse interviewing coaches for the sports section. and today, it hit me: i've found the best of both worlds.

within the series of guys I've crushed on or dated -- even the friends I've made -- there's been two totally separate groups: the athletes and the artists. after growing up surrounded by basketball, sports runs in my blood (but not in my bones.... not an athletic bone in my body). i'm drawn to the intensity, companionship and competitiveness that comes with sports. however, when i tried to date the sportsy guys, i ended up dating cocky guys who'd rather do a keg stand than take me on a date.
then there were the artists. the ones who appreciated my love of literature. i was drawn to their creativity, open minds, and serenity. however, when i tried to date the artsy guys, i ended up dating lazy guys who'd rather smoke a joint than take me on a date.
i've struggled with this personality conflict my entire life, never really "fitting in" with either group. but i just realized something -- jesse fits in the middle with me. he's a sports nut and an artist. and he's equally passionate about both. no wonder we get along so well.