Do not decode these cries of mine, they are the road and not the sign

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Emerald Stardust 2.0

Just when i least expect it, i get to spend an evening with one of my favorite people. Bittersweet, and an adreneline rush as always. The intoxication of such a high level of chemistry, compatability, and funtionality, mixed with laughter, a perfect sense of humor, and a dark, if infrequent undercurrent or sorrow.

Sigh.

We spoke at one point of generational differences of married couples. Both of us have parents who are still so in love, even at this age. Is our generation just not able to get this? Are we too jaded? Have multiple marriage and high divorce rates raped out concept of real, true commitment, and a life long love? I would hate to think that, but the older i get the more i wonder.

Part of me somehow expects that chemistry to be diminished due to the passage of time, the distance, the infrequence of contact, etc. That part of me is always incorrect. Its always like we never stopped talking, and like anything aside from being in each other's daily life is insanity.

Confusion aside, i wouldnt trade our chats for anything.

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