Dear Billy:. . Your latest running commentaries, aka "snippets" pushed me to write these ideas to you. And ask you some questions in turn. . .lol Where do you come up with some of your interpretations of what I never said? I notice you are doing that a lot lately. . . like you do not seem to get my simple points. Example:
<< I tell ya, for a warm hearted loving boy, you surprise me with this relationship stuff. I never thought you'd find a lack of magic in it >>
Where'd you ever git the idea I ever said or thought that? You seem to imply that you don't have to "work on building a relationship" ! Of course, relationships take effort. . .let me be a bit more explicit. . I do not have your comment to hand quickly!
You object to the idea of "planning time together. . .making effort to spend quality time together." Hon, I've got news for you. . . two people with busy lives, work, family demands, schooling, jobs, etc etc. .must plan to have time/ spend time together just for the other. Sorry to tell you: without decided planning on the part of both guys in a relationship it is isn't going to happen. . .just fall out of the sky.
To be personal. . .Peter and I may live in the same house, share space, even sleep in the same bed, etc. We may have dinner together most evenings but not always. After dinner/supper sometimes we must find=make time to study. If we do not it won't happen and we will be packing our bags and heading back to the fishing boats and the early morning 4 a.m. bakery shifts.. . all because we didnt MAKE time to study, to write papers, etc etc. In awful truth: we flunked out!
Our day-time school schedules do not present time to be together. . . just to be present lovingly to each other. We live in two or three different worlds.. . .as do most couples., by the way. And I think it can be like the tres ancient song "Strangers in the night. . . exchanging glances. . .wondering what are the chances. . . .we'd be more than strangers in the night. . . "
Here are the lyrics to the ancient Frank Sinatra song. . . . [ Frank Who? hahahaaaaa haaaa . . .]