He knows me so much that I don’t have to tell him that I prefer jalapenos to chocolates. I reflected upon this and wondered how he could muster enough patience to navigate—often unsuccessfully—through the convoluted circuitry of my emotions and the entangled curlicues of my mind. Or maybe he doesn’t but just goes along with the day’s drama. With facetious remarks and unexpected levity, he tempers my neuroses and diverts my mind from its ruminating habit. Soothed by his calm and levelheadedness, I usually end up asking why, to begin with, am I worrying too much.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
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I prefer chocolates to ... well, to anything :) But it always feels good when someone knows you so much that you don't even have to say anything.
chocolates and jalapenos are on the same category. aphrodisiacs aka viagra for men and women.
That's love. :)
Your ability with words is refreshing to see. I wish I could have learned a bit more of the words when I was focused elsewhere, but I'll keep at it.
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