Sometimes, I Impress Myself

..when I pop something profound out of my mouth in a blink.

A friend of mine texted me that s/he was being wary of his/her relationship with a person because his/her aim was to "not get hurt". Understandably the perspective of one who has experienced hurt, possibly, one too many times for him/her to bear to experience again. Of course, who enjoys that suffering? That sinking feeling that seems to turn your rib cage into some dark, molten lava that tears slowly, and heavily at the heart of your soul which one might swear existed somewhere between your lungs, heart and diaphragm. While not everybody may be able to say they recognize the feeling of pure love, I am saddened to think that most people can say they recognize the feeling of genuine heartbreak, or despair.

I wonder. If you were to ask people throughout the week, which group would win? Those who could say they recognize the feeling of love? Or, those who recognize the pain of a broken heart?

Anyhow...immediately, I was inspired to respond:

You don't have a relationship to avoid hurt. You're in it to love irregardless of what's returned. You deal with the hurt when/if it comes. You're a loving person, [Generic Name]. Just remember to love the space that makes the closeness more valuable.

I think it was fair advice. I hope it was appropriate. My friend responded that it was profound, and that s/he would take it. I'd definitely drink to that.

Oh, and hide your kids, your wife, and your husband....



I know. Hella had to kill the tender vibe. It's just so ridiculous that this guy is probably going to become a millionaire off of his interview with the news reporter. Like Chocolate Rain, or something. Original interview here.