Saturday, June 26, 2004

Accepting the unacceptable

I think of my outlook on life as pretty progressive. I am mostly laid back and generally accepting. It takes a lot to offend me and even more to make me uncomfortable. I'm casual to the extreme and I think that's why I have the sorts of relationships I do. Contentment is not found in following rigid social guidelines, rather in making your own rules. Despite all that is wrong in my life I manage to find a reason to smile in just about everything. I love my friends even though they aren't the most conventional people. I commend those that have stuck around because they are either absolutely insane or genuinely kind hearted. I'd personally like to think they embody a little of each of those qualities.

My best friend is the single person most would guess I hate. He knows me better than anyone probably ever will. He's familiar with my weaknesses and I'm not afraid of that. He was there when I hit absolute bottom and he's given me the space I so desperately need. Our relationship doesn't require daily phone calls and other pleasantries. We are probably the most straight forward people, at least when we're together. We've done the dating thing, we've done the friends with benefits deal, we've even dated each others best friends. Through it all we've maintained whatever weird connection we have. I appreciate the way he puts things in perspective and the way he makes me understand myself.

We have the sort of relationship where we can talk about important things for hours without having to agree or even make sense. When I watch movies I have an annoying habit of making fun of every character and he's okay with that, sometimes he even laughs. We have a kind of love for each other that means that when we're old and married we'll still hang out on weekends despite our spouses probable disapproval. At best, our relationship is confusing and probably without boundaries of any sort. We cross all sorts of lines without making things weird and I think I'm okay with that. I've come to accept what our relationship is. It has no label and that's fine.

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