Dear Lovage,
Do you sometimes feel as if you were waiting for other people to say what you think for you? That's what I felt about "Sex and the City". What happens so often is that I'd relate to one line of their script so much that I feel like living their lives. Did you watch that episode, of Charlotte's wedding? The ending scene really touched me. Carrie was right: It is hard to find someone who will love you no matter what. She's lucky she found three.
I was thinking of you last night. I knew you'd take your ticket, find your number and sit down there. On the other hand, I couldn't help wondering what is the script for your episode. Love lives seem to be simultaneously all the same and never the same. When we're heartbroken, we find that every love song on the radio is our song. But those nitty-gritty details of lost love, which we hold so dearly to our hearts, are never the same. We romanticise mundane matters in memories and nostalgia. Thus nobody can truly have a good grasp of the truth in relationships, not even the involved parties. Truth is as elusive as can be.
Do you sometimes wonder where to look for an answer? The "all the same" or the "never the same"? Occasionally I'll get flustered and just want it to be over. Other times I value the experience and want to make a medal of it. Still other times, I feel utterly and completely SICK of it...
But that's me.
kisses and hugs
P
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