this postcard reminds me of one in particular. it’s not often i make a real intellectual connection with someone and still feel comfortable around them. i met The Golden Boy in church when we were still teenagers. much later we connected, started hanging out, then created one of the most beautiful relationship stories ever, only to break up horribly a few years later.
anyway. i knew i could be with him because traffic jams were fun. no money was ok. standing in queues was a laugh. we could talk and talk and talk. towards the end of the relationship, he started asking me if i would still love him if his big plans failed and we lived in poverty.
doubt is the tiny crack in the dam wall.
i learnt a lot and still weigh up new possibles with the convo-cocreating i did with him. except now i also want an equal physical chemisty. i keep getting told by people that you either have one or the other – the physical/chemistry connection or the intellectual connection. i say bullshit.
(ooh i also liked this one…totes my philosophy)