In the meantime, I found this quote today:
March on. Do not tarry. To go forward is to move toward perfection. March on, and fear not the thorns, or the sharp stones on life’s path. Gibran, Kahlil
… which sort of fits my afternoon, really. Too much inner analysis. I need to let it go. Ever get to a point in life where you just wonder, “Who am I?” Even though you are always you inside, your world seems to be rotating in a strange, sometimes gloomy sometimes exciting, breathless, upside-down sort of way. The fireman and the rescued girl are quite the combination, really. Each stepping forward to meet the others’ needs of the moment (and beyond), and shedding light on idiocyncrasies in the world. The fireman is very smart, loving and insightful. The rescued girl is warm, loving and emotional.
Nothing else inbetween really matters, as long as the two are aligned.
Both can cook up a hellacious chicken curry. We may complete in this way. Where do we get the unbiased judges?
Topic Switch: Oh, check out the British/American links at the sidebar, thanks to Flighty’s blog. Cool stuff. There is even one blog devoted to citing the differences between British English and American English. Interesting. When I say “quite”, I do mean REALLY. It was quite interesting. It was REALLY interesting, and so on. In the UK, quite doesn’t quite hold up to American standards of quite. Apparently. 😀