It's Tuesday, and my head hurts a little from trying to balance my broken glasses on my nose for the last couple o' days. I've felt completely out of touch with reality. Without my vision, everything just kind of looks like a Claude Monet painting and I start to feel about as emotionally attached to the world. As much as people talk about not taking things for granted, it's really hard not to with sight. For those of us who can still see, even if only a little, can you even imagine what it would be like to never see anything ever again? I guess I might get used to it eventually, but damn.
I was thinking in the shower today, as I am often liable to do, about my most frequent subject of pondering: romantic love. A lot of emphasis is placed on the importance of this kind of love in our culture, but it started to seem to me that the love of friendship may be better. The longest relationship I've ever been in lasted for about two and half years, and it was pretty rocky. I've had several good solid friendships that have lasted for about seven years now. Maybe that same kind of connection has just been a missing but necessary component of a lot of my romantic relationships.
I was thinking in the shower today, as I am often liable to do, about my most frequent subject of pondering: romantic love. A lot of emphasis is placed on the importance of this kind of love in our culture, but it started to seem to me that the love of friendship may be better. The longest relationship I've ever been in lasted for about two and half years, and it was pretty rocky. I've had several good solid friendships that have lasted for about seven years now. Maybe that same kind of connection has just been a missing but necessary component of a lot of my romantic relationships.