I met someone this weekend and I'm falling in love. It seems crazy, but it's not. When the conditions are right, loving someone is the easiest thing in the world. I wasn't able to sleep very well all night, but when I finally got up, all of the world seemed a little bit brighter.
I woke up at around 4:30 in the AM, and watched some Batman:The Animated Series. I finally fell back asleep about an hour later. I finished reading Watchmen again today at work, and I discovered yet again so many wonderful and previously unforeseen messages about the human spirit, justice, and morality hidden therein (or rather hiding in plain sight like a purloined letter). I don't know if there has ever been a more masterful comic book written.
So this prospective relationship is something that is currently very precious to me, but for once in my life I'm just going to do it all as best I can, following what I most desire without hiding some of who I truly am. It seems dangerous because there is always the worry that if someone sees the innermost aspects of who you truly are, they might recoil. I think this is often an unfounded fear, but... For all my life, all I have ever truly wanted was love. If someone doesn't know me for who I really am, how can they possibly love me? If they fall in love with a facade, then that is worth nothing and is ultimately doomed to fail. And besides, isn't the possibility that they might even embrace you in all your naked truth a much more rewarding and enticing motivation?
On some days, everything you worry about that binds you to a base and tumultuous life falls away from you as if you are one unshackled from bondage, and everything that is really beautiful and important is as clear and luminous as the light of dawn.
I woke up at around 4:30 in the AM, and watched some Batman:The Animated Series. I finally fell back asleep about an hour later. I finished reading Watchmen again today at work, and I discovered yet again so many wonderful and previously unforeseen messages about the human spirit, justice, and morality hidden therein (or rather hiding in plain sight like a purloined letter). I don't know if there has ever been a more masterful comic book written.
So this prospective relationship is something that is currently very precious to me, but for once in my life I'm just going to do it all as best I can, following what I most desire without hiding some of who I truly am. It seems dangerous because there is always the worry that if someone sees the innermost aspects of who you truly are, they might recoil. I think this is often an unfounded fear, but... For all my life, all I have ever truly wanted was love. If someone doesn't know me for who I really am, how can they possibly love me? If they fall in love with a facade, then that is worth nothing and is ultimately doomed to fail. And besides, isn't the possibility that they might even embrace you in all your naked truth a much more rewarding and enticing motivation?
On some days, everything you worry about that binds you to a base and tumultuous life falls away from you as if you are one unshackled from bondage, and everything that is really beautiful and important is as clear and luminous as the light of dawn.