Remembering My First Time

Remember to breathe, I told myself, Remember to breathe Laura.

It was all in this exhilarating moment I was transported to a mountain top, then finishing first place in a race, and finally a lion confidently tracking a kill. Thoughts and feelings fluidly combined, revealing an uncertainty from beginning to end, from triumphant to sickening. A lion always catches their prey right? Should I rely on skill or confidence? Everything fused together like a chaotic ice cream flavor gone wrong.

This moment. I am prepared, ready, yes definitely ready.

A cold chill spiking on some parts of my body while others trickled with forming beads of moisture from heated anticipation. Suddenly I didn't know my body at all. A persuasive flush rushed my skin, almost unbearable was the pressure if I didn't just surrender, but surrender too easily and I may forget this moment. All I have to do is take it- it's mine. I can taste it on my lips, feel it in my pulse.

You want it, came the voice again.

Of course I want it, I deserve it. It represents adulthood; just one of the gifts to be bestowed upon me in my new position of freedom. Making choices and taking chances of my own. Afraid, but reaching. Yearning to prove my independence, a virgin explorer about to change my course in mere seconds.

On the roller coaster of life, this was a high point. It would define me, and yes there were more to come, to indulge me as my needs change throughout the curvy paths of womanhood. Some will satisfy my need for speed, others will serve as an escape, while some simply a comfortable friend. Many, most likely better, but none as memorable as this one.

No more thinking. All senses demanded attention.

Driven by instinct, as most are with a desperate desire to be quenched, I feel the moment pushing me forward. Like wind sweeping the sand on the ocean, I breathe in with greater purpose. Closer to the one I chose, perfect for me, I make a silent promise to simply enjoy the ride of my life.

You are hard to the touch, but my fingertips remain steady on you. It is everything on the inside that made me fall for you. Slowly I claim you, I get to know you, and feel pleased by this process. In control, I am the only one with the key to turn you on. With the key in the ignition, I take a drive for the first time in my first car. I will always remember my first time. Do you remember yours?

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sabu singh 6 years ago

How nicely put Izettl. You had me guessing right from the beginning. I remember my first time too lol.


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

Oh thanks Sabu singh. I felt inspired to write this talking with friends about our first cars. My first car was significantly like other firsts in my life too so writing it this way just seemed appropriate. THanks for the comment!


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breakfastpop 6 years ago

Fantastic piece of writing. When it comes to the sweet things in life, "first times" are something you never forget. Thumbs it..awesome!


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thougtforce 6 years ago from Sweden

What a great hub! It really caught my attention even though I didnĀ“t understood what you meant until the end! And then I read it again, and noticed how beautiful and descriptive the writing is. I really enjoyed reading and it certinly remind me of my first times to..


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Robwrite 6 years ago from Bay Ridge Brooklyn NY

Very poetic. My first was an Oldsmobile Cutlass Sierra. The piece of junk broke down on me a week later.

Nicely written Hub.


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

breakfastpop~ nice to see you. I bet you remember your first omelette ;-))

thougtforce~ thank you for your comment. Yes, first times are memorable.

Robwrite~ I definitely don't claim to be a poet, but I really had some good memories of my first car so the words just flowed. I'm sorry your first car didn't turn out so well. I hope you enjoyed it that first week though. Mine was a Honda- before they were known to be a long-lasting car and it lasted a long time- unfortunately through two accidents too.


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Christoph Reilly 6 years ago from St. Louis

Very beautifully written, Izetti. Your poetic prose guided us along the meandering stream of sensuality and discovery. A very pleasant experience. You are a very sensuous lady!


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

Thanks Christoph- I hope it reminded you of your first time-wink wink!


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Christoph Reilly 6 years ago from St. Louis

I haven't had my first time yet, but I'm looking forward to the special day!


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

Christoph~ I thought you would have had a good chance with daughter of Jacques Cousteau, baring your bum and what nots.haha.


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MartieCoetser 6 years ago from South Africa

:-) Well done! You almost got me! :-) All I can remember of my 1st drive is fear. I could not control the car, it controlled me. My heart was beating like a drum, I was paralyzed. Every time, until I finally got hold of it.


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TheManWithNoPants 6 years ago from Tucson, Az.

Oh My God .. You got me! Genius Laura. Once again you've sent me to a cold shower. This time over a car.

My first time was an awesome experience but it didn't last long ... My mom just let me drive to the end of a dirt road and back. Thumbs up, awesome, and funny!

jim


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Springboard 6 years ago from Wisconsin

Almost had me sweating. lol. But then...the climax. Of COURSE you were talking about a car. :)


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

I'm just tricky like that!! The trick was writing this and simultaneously remembering both first times (wink wink). I think the car experience, for me, was more glamorous- lol.

Martie~ thanks for reading. Yes, I remember fear and excitement. so strange to want something so badly and be afraid too.

tmwnp~ So your first time didn't last long- funny!! My dad made me jump into it full on, but I had taken driving lessons at school before I got in my first car. Although loving my first car, I had all this pressure to not bang it up too. I don't remember much time out of my car from that point forward. I still love to drive. I'm probably one of those girls turned on by fast cars. Even better if I can drive them. I'm not sure if it was coincidence that my boyfriends when I was younger had muscle cars. Sad to think I have a mini van type car now- ugh. I gave my Honda Prelude up for it- it wasn't family friendly. It also doesn't hepl that out neighbor has a Porsche Carrera- so not fair. I was meantto be Danika Patrick in another life or something. Thanks for stopping by Jim.

Springboard~ great to see you- welcome to my silly antics. I ALMOST fooled you, but I truly felt this way about my first car and yes it was climactic for me!


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James A Watkins 6 years ago from Chicago

This Hub is very exciting! I got a thrill out of this vicarious adventure. Now, I am spent and need a nap.


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

James- I thought you took a really long nap. Good to see you!!


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David Stone 6 years ago from New York City

Perfect, izettl. Perfect.


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

Thanks for a lovely compliment David.


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Girish1000 6 years ago from India

izettl...you are an amazing writer and have beautifully written.


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tom hellert 6 years ago from home

iz, I learned to drive when I was 17 in a blue colored 9 passenger chevy station wagon I had bought my car a Champange colored chevy cavalier 4-door. I upgraded to a 4 door Nissan sentra with a spoiler- because its fuel efficient- ya baby - But honestly

I did not really realize it till the end that swhat it was about- What can i say my mind went elsewhere- well written

TH


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

THanks so much for the compliment Girish1000!

Tom hellert~ I wanted a chevy cavalier, but 2-door. "A spoiler"- ha, I remember those. THey were so cool. I almost got a camaro, but last minute I decided on my little Honda civic. That car lasted a long time.

Glad you enjoyed the hub!


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tom hellert 6 years ago from home

IZ,

What do you mean were cool what is cooler than a sentra with a spoiler -- HAhahahaHAaha

TH


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

TH~ too funny! your comments make me laugh.


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JOE BARNETT 6 years ago

ha ha ha izzy - dirty trick! clever, that was good! now i must ask . . . who is the tall good looker in the photo( smiles) good ta see ya.


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

THanks Joe- Great to see you around! Sorry, but you had it coming to you- ha tricked you!


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SilentReed 6 years ago from Philippines

Now that's what I call a "soft sell" ! Have you considered a job as a car salesperson? Even if the car was a lemon, I see a lot of guys linning up. Me included ;)


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

silent reed~ I am not poet like you, but I love playing with words and invoking a feeling. You know, I've had lots of people tell me even though I'm a woman, I'd make an excellent car salesperson. Not sure if that's a compliment, but you can be my first customer


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Solo124 6 years ago

I was pretty sure you were talking about a car but the metaphors still left me breathless. I could feel the energy in your writing. This is one of the most well written pieces I have ever read. Absolutely amazing. :)


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izettl 6 years ago from The Great Northwest Author

solo124~ thanks for such a great compliment. I really liked the freedom of my first car and it is something that still stands out to me in my best memories.

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