someone new, no plan, and talk? 💕
someone new: do you fall in love easily?
with people? no. with places, things, ideas, actions? absolutely. i have fallen in love quickly and silently with one or two people in my life, but mostly it creeps up on me after a long, long time. i can be sat with someone i’ve known for years, look at them in a certain light and then i’m ambushed with the fact that i’ve slowly been falling in love with them. not easy, not simple, not sudden, but slow and unassuming. however, i can glimpse the corner of a building or a quote from a book and find myself enamoured.
no plan: do you believe in a predetermined purpose in life?
oh god, absolutely not. i love the idea that i have nothing to live up to, no fate to pin my life upon, no tedious journey to take. it’s a rush, to me, that our lives are nothing and we are worth nothing in the cosmic span of the universe and we have nothing to live up to but a three-generational legacy (on average, it takes three generations to forget a name). this doesn’t mean that we have to spend our lives doing nothing because it’s not worth it, but it means there’s no pressure to do anything because it’s not worth it, and the less pressure means the more likely i am to do it. in the wide words of fleetwood mac, you can go your own way (go your own way)
talk: what’s your best friend like?
warmth. the all-encompassing heat of the sun. the wine-dark sea, stretching out to the horizon in all its ancient unreality. clashing patterns. the curl of cigarette smoke. home. windpipe-crushing hugs. piscean. dozing on the grass, watching the clouds. ontological arguments. drunken late night love confessions. blood brothers.