It was an odd feeling waking to an empty bed this morning. My Girlfriend was away in Wellington for the night to maximise her time with her Mother. Despite the fact that I had our rather large bed all to myself to compensate for the absence of my lady, I don’t think any amount of pillows would make up for my girlfriend deprivation. Despite this my day has gone well starting out with a madly busy time at work. As soon as I walked in the door my dad drop a large job in my lap which involved documenting the company’s commercial division processes and procedures. As you can imagine I’m going to be a very busy geek for the next few weeks at the very least, which is good because my skills are rarely utilised at work so its nice to have a challenge.
Anyway about 2:30pm my girl came back from Wellington. Its funny how much I missed her in just one day; it reminded me of when she was away over one summer, and how much I missed her. I find the whole concepts of being in love with someone very interesting. Personally when people start talking about soul mates and what not, I can’t help but think, give me a break. To me, talk like that cheapens the whole experience of what it is to love someone. I’m sure others will have a very different take on how love is, but to me love is something you choose, not have thrown upon you. Its not some predetermined, hallmark card, soul mate drivel, its about two people who care and respect each other enough to choose one another as apposed to being cosmically forced into it by fate or god or whatever.
Unfortunately I don’t think I could, via any media, explain what I really mean about love, which is possibly part of what makes it so great, no one can tell you how because it’s such a personal experience, So I guess if the whole sole mate thing floats your boat then congratulations, but I’m much happier with the idea that we are in love because we choose to be not because we are cosmically bound to it.