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Jul 29, 2004 13:05

he sent me this, and I think it sumrises my action quite nicely:
"Call me unimaginative, but i still cant think of anyone else I'd
rather
be with. On our worst days, I figure things will work themselves out.
Otherwise, I really dont give our problems much thought... We cant
profess
love without talking through hand-puppets, and we'd never consciously
sit
down to discuss our relationship. These, to me, are good things. They
were
fine with Hugh as well, until he saw that damned movie and was reminded
that
he has other options.
"... I was ready to wipe the movie out of my mind, but Hugh was
still
under its spell. He looked as though his life had not only passed him
by but
paused along the way to spit in his face. Our coffee arrived, and as he
blew
his nose into a napkin, I encouraged him to look on the bright side.
'Look,
maybe we dont live in wartime London, but in terms of the occasional
bomb
scare, Paris is a pretty close second. We both love bacon and country
music,
what more could you possibly want?'
"What more could he want? It was an incredibly stupid question and
when
he failed to answer, I was reminded of just how lucky I truly am. Movie
characters might chase each other through the fog or race down the
stairs of
burning buildings, but that's for beginners. Real love amounts to
withholding
the truth, even when you're offered the perfect opportunity to hurt
someone
else's feelings. I wanted to say something to this effect, but my hand
puppets were back home in their drawer. Instead, I pulled my chair a
few
inches closer, and we sat silently at our little table on the square,
looking
for all the world like two people in love."
-David Sedaris


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