Coincidence and Habit

Jan 09, 2006 18:07

I ate two Dove chocolates today, which means I got two 'Messages':
Do what feels right.
Follow your instincts.
Maybe someone's trying to tell me something... *grin*

I was thinking the other day. I'll try to make those thoughts make sense here, but I can't promise anything. You see, it's ( about love )

change, love, relationships

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is2disney January 10 2006, 04:13:57 UTC
Thank you for sharing your thoughts on love. It's nice to read something that makes me think about something that's been on my mind lately.

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amoken January 10 2006, 08:15:11 UTC
I'd like to suggest that time apart may be part of the key to the bond between your parents, and that habitual anti-habitism may be part of a key to L's ideal bond. In that way, we are not meant (L's wording) to do anything at a group level, even if you assume that there's some entity to have meant something by us. It's difficult to talk about characteristics of an ideal bond without talking about a particular person, and even then, it will vary depending on the other person(s) involved. And even then it may depend on what other influences and bonds you have in your life at the time. If you really need to dance, but your partner doesn't dance, that's OK when you have dancer friends around, but it might cause a lot of stress in your relationship if you don't ( ... )

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madduckdes January 10 2006, 19:47:09 UTC
The original post was interesting, and I enjoyed your remarks as well. I think it's possible to say "welllll, it depends" as a cop-out when responding to a question, but it is often true that individual quirks define things. Love is so much about who we are that who we each are *matters* when discussing the topic.

And socks are funny.

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puuj January 11 2006, 08:46:57 UTC
My friend Nora also once replied to an e-mail where I said much the same as you:
...But people should not be loved because we think they have ( ... )

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