Sunday, February 25, 2007

s|ice: Victoria

awake.backpacks.leave.snow.bagels.chai.a-severe-mercy.canada.parking.windy.ferry.rain.bus.nap.scooters.laurel-point-inn.brown-water.tv.dine-by-the-water.sleep-in.late-breakfast.coffee.walk.geocache.sit.cuban-cigar.the-god-delusion.read-some-more.drive-back.wrong-exit.fruit.movie-never-seen.home.

it was one of those slow-down-don't-think-about-school-or-planning-or-conquering-just-think-and-be-with-and-enjoy-each-other-while-travelling-experiencing-laughing-kissing-being-silly-semi-random kind of weekends.
I believe that genuine inloveness is rather less common than the romantic novelists suggest. One who has never been in love might mistake either infatuation or a mixture of affection and sexual attraction for being in love. But when the 'real thing' happens, there is no doubt. A man in the jungle at night, as someone said, may suppose a hyena's growl to be a lion's; but when he hears the lion's growl, he knows damn' well it's a lion. So with the genuine inloveness. – Vanakuen

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This blog (I actually typed "blob" first) made me smile. I love doing these things with my best friend, except for the kissing part. :o) Thank you for the birthday greeting.