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HOW FAR, HOW DEEP
Saturday Nov. 19, 2016
How far would you go, for love?
Eight hour drive, eight hour plane ride?
Is across town or across the street more comfortable?
Seriously, how far is too far?
How far is not-nearly close enough?
Or frequent enough?
I’ve bene debating this issue again in my solitary head, my solitary bed, this ‘there is room for someone’ state of mind and I’m conflicted. Ideologically, I I’ve always thought I had no boundaries. Or do I? Does, geography, race, religion or profession come into it? Retired v. not retired? Active v. sedentary? High IQ v. low IQ?
In weak moments – perhaps others feel this too, the company and touch of someone soft and warm will do the trick. But really, can we talk over breakfast? Better still, can we be content having breakfast or spending chunks of the day together AND in silence. I don’t mean angry silence, but more in the ‘give each other room to breathe sense’. I’ve not done any of this with high intensity or high motivation for too bloody long. I want back into the game …
Which brings me back to where, for what, and how I should be looking. How deep would you drill for what you need? A little, or a lot? For an evening, for a year, or forever? How much would you invest? Some time, some money, some sacrifices – or everything you’ve got plus every dime you could borrow?
Most people, in my experience, don’t invest much. They say they do, promise and make vows about it, but when push comes to shove there isn’t enough pushing and way too little shoving …
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