I’m so obsessed with the idea of romantic ideal sometimes that I seem to forget to appreciate what I have now. The reality is that I only have so much time and energy to dedicate to the things that can happen after I’ve finished with the ‘needs’. The need for money, clean clothes, dinner for HawkEyeBoy, that ordinary stuff. I don’t really want to give the other fun, desireable bits up.
Romantic entanglements seem to sap energy away from the other bits sometimes. Yeah, I love being loved up. But making things that will last, that I can share, that bring happiness, that actually matters to me. So does going out and seeing new bits of the world, finding new things out. Watching the leaves unfurl on the trees. My lovely friends…
And sometimes the whirlwind and energy that romance takes, eats into all that good stuff. I don’t want to lose that bedrock of good intentions…