Et toi?

There is someone i want to write about. But i am not ready for that yet.

This someone is very different than me. Indeed. Age, status, education, views, perhaps even taste, all visible threads are missing from this connection. But that night, that undeniable night, i felt an inherent connection, invisible link, threading us thus. One that can't be torn apart, for it does not exist.

Perhaps someday? When the moon won't shine and the waves will be dark. I shall write about him then.

Once on one of those girls' nights out, amidst blazing music and shared frenzy, i had to write down on a dinner napkin - the description of my preferred man. I described him with three adjectives. ICE for short. Intense, caring and, wait, what was the third one again? LOL, you figure it out, it starts with an E! We had to then add our pluses. My pluses were athletic, intelligent, funny, and not a fussy eater (can't have two fussy eaters in one house, now can we?). Anyway, long story short, it was an interesting smorgasbord of what women want, although two amongst the four of us were already hitched. Well, boo-hoo for them! I am joking of course, don't take me so literally!

Having said all that, for me, it doesn't really matter. When i see water i like, i jump head-first. I could potentially hurt myself if the water is shallow, but so what? I am a dreamer. I will never be a pragmatist. Measured steps are not for me. You may call me conceited, philosophical, self-righteous and what-not, it's not gonna change me.

I am happy in my fiber.