I feel rather like waxing intellectual... When I had my final interview with my mission President before being honorably released. He asked me, "Elder, now that you have followed this commandment do you know what the next step in your life is?" I joked that it was going to be buying a car and getting a date. He chuckled, but then went into this ranting disertation about procreation being the first great commandment and how marriage in the temple should be foremost on my mind. It was really boring... and though I know he meant well, and that my focus should be on eventually finding a wife. I really don't think I need to be in the rush he led me to think was necessary.
I would really like to perpetuate to everyone (especially my mom) that my fervent dating efforts are simply my effort to heed my Presidents council. Unfortunately the truth is that I seldom think of marriage. I never envision the girls I go out with dressed in white kneeling across the altar. I envision them in a skimpy one-piece or modest bikini. I think about kissing! I think about what I might do if kissing started to go to far. I think about how nice it is when Andrea, or any female for that matter flirtatiously touches my leg or the back of my arm. Hopefully, that's good enough for now. Hopefully kissing, more then kissing, and flirtatious touching will lead to love and marriage... it just doesn't feel like that's what I am actually going for. Should I care, that I don't really care?